I always love new lambs, and also black sheep. They look so gentle, but are very skittish when working with them. My oldest always was afraid of sheep when she was young. She would go up and pet a huge hog, but stayed back on the sheep. Maybe it was seeing the huge ones at the state fair, where I volunteered at a church booth outside the sheep barn. They can have a wild look in their eyes. Now she is building a herd of Baby Doll sheep, a old variety people often get for pets just because they are cute. Not sure what kind these are, maybe a cross.
Bluebird Dad watching close
A cautious mom getting out for a bit of food for her new babies.
Woodland Phlox covering the forest floor.
I even got my doc's autograph to make sure he did the right knee. I am laid up for at least 10 days. I had to laugh when I arrived for my surgery. The lady at admitting welcomed me by my first name, I guess I am a bit famous in this tiny little town I live in. I will have to drop some treats off for the care they gave me, treating me like a prince. That is the charm of living in small town Iowa.