Lambing is in full swing now. Everywhere there are little lambs and they are all divine.
Now that the Minions are in their summer field, I drive over daily to check everyone is ok. The field is a bit further away but at least I don’t have to lug water anymore, so that’s a plus. Every cloud and all that.
Anyway, the drive is beautiful. This is the longer route, but via the shop (for necessities *** cough *** wine)
Hardly a chore, though.
Everywhere there are little lambs with their Mums.
They lie in the sunshine while their mothers eat as much as possible.
The car makes an ideal “hide” and I drive slowly with the windows down, stopping everytime I see a very pretty little lamb. I let other cars go past too. It is a slow pastime and my secret treat.
It does worry me that the sheep are on the road but that is the way and we just have to be very careful.
I have this terrible urge to kidnap.
I have been told that I can’t (I can however make the special Lambie Mum bleat that makes all babies want to follow me home).
The lambies answer me!
To date, I have not done this.
As Lambie would take a very dim view if I brought someone home more cuter tham him (and I think my family might have something to say about it too as well as the crofter whose sheep they are!)
But they’re so darn cute!