The hill sheep mostly have all had their lambs now. They always give birth a few weeks later than the sheep kept “inbye”, ie on the croft.
These hill lambs will all be related to my lot, especially Harrel-the-Barrel. I definitely see the family resemblance.
Hill lambs can be an elusive lot when they want to be.
I drive very slowly and carefully on the road through the hill on my way to the Minions as the lambs are particularly suicidal at this age. Last year was very depressing as folk drove far too fast with no idea who was waiting to hurl itself across the road to get to its mother. There were far too many unnecessary and sad deaths. I hate that.
This time of year is torture for me. I just want to scoop up all the little Harrel’s and bring them home for safety.
Meanwhile, when I got home Lambie was waiting for me. He had been sitting at the top of the hill because the flies were annoying him (it rained last night, the wind changed and got warmer = flies). I let him in, gave him a biccie and ordered him a fly-collar for the rest of the summer.