Big sheep meet little sheep

It is really lovely to see these lambs grow and thrive.

This is Stuart, and for my future recollection he is a day shy of 5 weeks old.

We had a lovely patch of sunshine, 

and we thought the young lambs might like a brief bit of fresh air.

So teeny.

Also for my recollection, baby lamb is 4 days old here. 

Come on lambs, keep on growing. 

I'm baaaaaaack!

The lone sheep in the field to our right.

Hatchling no1 thinks that this sheep is stalking her.

She is certain that sheep listen and watch us.

She is also certain that this is the same sheep that would deliberately leave all the other sheep and come stand against the fence to talk to us at the last house.

The crazy thing is that I think she might be right.

Snowy island morning

For, roughly, the last three days, we've had snow.

It rather feels as though it is constantly snowing sideways.

In truth, it is just the wind rearranging the snow from here to there, and back again.

The sheep stand and glare at the cold ground. 

They seem about as thrilled as I would be, if I had a bottom covered in ice.

This snow is different from the urban snow I have previously experienced. 

This snow is loud and aggressive.

Not at all like the gentle flakes that fall soundlessly in the lamp light.

This snow is three quarters hail, and the wind has been at 60mph gusts all week.

This has held back our sledding plans.

My hatchlings do not like being pelted by hail, and so we sit and watch from the windows.

Mugs of hot chocolate, muffins hot from the oven, and enjoy the view.