Lambing Is Done... No, It Really Is This Time!

LATE MAY

I got a surprise when I went out to check on the sheep in the morning and found this tiny lamb - I thought we were all done! But mum was attentive and all seemed well, so I left them out with the flock rather than bringing them inside.

 

The rest of the sheep were curious too.

So that was the last lamb, or so I thought...

LATE JUNE

I got arguably an even bigger surprise when I checked on the sheep, clipped and all, in late June to find another newborn lamb. It was another single tip. 

I was happy leaving him outside, even if it meant he got a lot of attention.

Clover was over.

The recently weaned sets of twins from the pet flock were curious as well.

So there we have it - the last lamb of 2026!

And Irving.

Amazing April

April saw lambing carrying on, although the busiest was behind us. It gave me more time to take pet lambs for walks, a noble pastime. This is Valerie.

 

This is a door. (I just thought the light on it was pretty.)

 

Astrid.

 

Frida.

 

Feebee.

Spot on the lane.

Some lambs out in the field with their mums.

Laurel's twins, a boy and a girl.

Minnie, lambless through no fault of her own. Better luck next year.

 

This lamb has a cute patch.

Laurel and her children.

Not that I should be picking favourites, but Audrey's ewe lamb this year... that's a favourite.

Clover's twins are hiding behind her.

Another sweet set of twins.

 

Blue Belle enjoying the spring grass.

 

 

 

Ethel.

 

 

Olive.

 

 

Valerie's twin sister Patricia.

 

 

 

Poppy was having fun with her ball, but accidentally passed it to Blue Belle. Both she and Valerie didn't really know how to play ball.

 

 

 

Patricia was no help either.

 

 

The twins with their babysitter.

 

 

Patricia.

 

 

The youngest of the pet lambs, Petal.

 

 

 

Susan looking into the Potato Field.

 

 

And she's in!