This afternoon, wind or not, I decided that the two ewes who have lambed had the look I get when I've not been to town for a couple of weeks. You know the one. The look that says "If I don't go outta here, I'm going to go crazy just talking to kids!" We have had more winds this spring than I care to think about. Springs here used to be such a nice season. Not any more. They have fallen to the bottom of my list in my favorite season ratings. At least with winter you know you'll have cold, bitterness, winds, chills. This spring has just teased us enough to give us a promise of nice days, then slapped our faces with both sustained winds and terrible gusts (50 mph).
But the moms needed to get out and stretch their legs...if only for an hour.
It was then I noticed that the wethers and Skittles were standing at the fenceline watching the little ones cavort around. As I looked around I saw that the two first-time-expecting ewes had lined their fence trying to get close to these little bundles of energy. You could see a look of amazement on their faces. Soon, they too will have bundles of energy of their own.
On your toes, boys and girls...new arrivals mean serious decisions need to be made as to who stays...and who has to have a new home!