For the ewes are wearing coats stained and dirtied from six months of fall and winter.
The ram lamb was dry, warm and dozing.
The ewe, a first-time mom, stomped at me.
All was right with the world.
Saturday, March 9, 2013
Welcome Spring
When I walked into the barn and saw the patch of bright, white fur, I knew it was a lamb.
For the ewes are wearing coats stained and dirtied from six months of fall and winter.
The ram lamb was dry, warm and dozing.
The ewe, a first-time mom, stomped at me.
All was right with the world.
For the ewes are wearing coats stained and dirtied from six months of fall and winter.
The ram lamb was dry, warm and dozing.
The ewe, a first-time mom, stomped at me.
All was right with the world.
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So sweet--I just love it! Thanks for posting.
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