This baggy skinned little fella is our new neighbour. He's probably only a few hours old and is scoring highly on the cute-ness scale. He's currently sheltering in the barn with his mum - a feisty ewe. Before too long he'll be joined by many others - the flock on the hill beyond my window is due to start lambing this week.
He's chosen a beautiful day to enter the world. The early morning was white with frost - our bit of Long Mountain hung with cloud which gradually melted away to reveal the forest beyond and a clear blue sky. Driving down to Welshpool the valley below was shrouded with mist, the Welsh Mountains soared up beyond above the clouds, snow covered.
I wondered back in the autumn whether by February I would be thoroughly fed up with the bleakness up here but in fact the ever changing weather and the effect of cloud and sky and light become increasingly fascinating. Add a buzzard or two and the wind in the trees......
1 comment:
doesnt quite do it for me on the cuteness scale, but still much more appealing than the scabby cats that scuttle around the norris,
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