Lambs!
We went looking for lambs Saturday, as it was a bit early for our local woolbabies. Uncle B knew where to go that has early lambs every year.
You’ll notice the fuzzy dude in front is on the wrong side of the fence. He was in a panic because he couldn’t get back through.
Fortunately, we spotted someone in the barn behind, so we drove up and told him he had an escapee. Forty five minutes later, we were able to go on our way. People are starved for conversation.
Same thing happened at a farm stand later that afternoon – half an hour of jawing with a stranger.
Same thing happened to me today. Someone came into the office and spent an hour reminiscing. Then my neighbor caught me outside as I came home and bang went another forty five minutes. They’ve relaxed the rules just a tad and people are tumbling out of isolation.
I have a lot of talking in my future, I suspect.
Oh, and we have local lambs! Quite big ones. They are usually born right in the field behind us, but these appeared by the dozens looking some days old, so they must’ve used a lambing shed.
Posted: March 29th, 2021 under animals.
Comments: 5
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Comment from Uncle Al
Time: March 29, 2021, 9:44 pm
Thanks for reminding me, Mme. Ermine! I’m about out of mint jelly.
One of the good things about living in Florida USA is that except for the early days before we all figured out just how abusive (and non-protective) the controlla-scamming was, we’ve had no lockdowns. It did take too long to get restaurants and bars opened back up, and some have closed permanently, alas, but there have been no mandatory restrictions for quite a long time, and no govt mask edicts.
I go about my business pretty much everywhere without wearing a mask. The Walmart “greeter” offers me one as I walk past, but I say, “No, thank you” and he tries to suppress his smile.
The only exceptions I make are pharmacies and medical offices. Although I know that the masks in common use offer vanishingly small protection from airborne viruses, I also know that the many old people and those especially vulnerable for other reasons are, sad to say, quite frightened by it all and clearly deserve my consideration even if it means fogging up my glasses.
Comment from p2
Time: March 29, 2021, 10:58 pm
If you have lambs, baby moose can’t be far behind. Wouldn’t know it’s spring here tho; another 4 inches of snow last night….
Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: March 30, 2021, 12:52 am
Just came inside after drinking few glasses of white on our little patio beside the canal. Temp is about 20c and just enough breeze to excite all the wind chimes into a happy chatter. All the pear trees and red bud are in bloom, but the real declaration of spring came three days ago when our mallards showed up at the patio door for the ??? year in a row. I don’t know how long mallards live so we may be on the second or third generation, but it’s fun that they keep coming back. They clearly recognize Mrs. Vegetable because they come running (as best a duck can run) when she calls them. There is one thing in their behavior I don’t like: the female always gets to eat first and the male ‘stands guard’ until she is finished and then, and only then does he eat. Clearly this dude is setting a bad example and raising expectations for the rest of us guys. Oh, and for what it’s worth, no she does not return the favor for him….Hmmmm.
Comment from durnedyankee
Time: March 30, 2021, 1:25 pm
Spring!!!!!
ye….oh right….
Yardwork.
(simulated but accurate conversation)
“Sissyfuss! I don’t want this rock here, I want it over there.”
“Bu,buh,but….. you just told me to move it from there to here!”
“Yes, but I want it over there.”
Yea.
Comment from Formerly known as Skeptic
Time: March 30, 2021, 7:19 pm
Uphill both ways! Completes the metaphor.
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