The first though I had upon waking on Friday morning was, "We have lambs." I hadn't been paying close attention to our farm calendar and didn't expect them for a few more weeks, but I couldn't shake the thought.
Pete and I got dressed and went to check. We scanned the pasture and didn't see anything out of the ordinary. No one laboring, just goats, sheep, and one big dog lounging on the hay.
Then Pete counted, recounted, and counted again. One ewe was missing.
Buddy Bunchkins, born in our barn two years ago, was not with the rest of the flock. We found her in the barn, cleaning off her newborn lambs.
Two little ramlings, one with horn buds (Violet) and one without (Clover).
And so we're off! One goat and eleven ewes to go.
I love this season.
Happy Spring, friends.