We found a precious sign of spring yesterday, in a shed corner warmed by thick wool, clean straw and hope.
Two baby lambs, twins born on St. Paddy’s day, brought a little luck and a lot of love into herd of sheep that will double in size, from 15 to 30, before summer. The lambs currently live with their mother and three pregnant aunts in a cool sheep hotel fashioned with plywood and a repurposed ping-pong table. The ladies enjoy a heat lamp, fresh bedding and room service.
Meanwhile, outside their Shangri-La, the rest of the herd circles protectively, eyeing strangers and snubbing goofy, camera-toting visitors.
The sheep live with ducks, chickens, roosters, and peacocks on a free range farm just outside Appleton. Yesterday, in the midst of a country road driving lesson, Molly and I popped in for a visit.
We drove home between big mounds of dirty snow. Our 900th winter storm system of the season will be sweeping through today. Our winter boots are worn out and our coats could use a break.
But yesterday Molly and I each got to hold a sweet newborn lamb and we believe, despite current meteorological evidence to the contrary, that spring will be baa baa back.








Those baby lambs are so cute!!!! I want to snuggle with one. 🙂