I was not planning on having lambs this year. In fact, I did not even think my male was old enough to breed...guess again! And all this time I thought the girls were just well fed. I realize now that if you can manage a peek at the boob department...seeing some means business. Thus, I do believe that Freida will be next...Oh boy.
'Fraise' is happy as a clam at high tide to have some playmates. The new lambs are feeding and we had to rearrange the 'Brady Bunch' to allow the new mom and her brood into the maternity ward because the other mom (Rhubarbe) is agressive towards the new arrivals. We will be shipping our male because we have no space for the horny devil. He does not get along with the girls and the Bergerie is too small (now). By the way, we need more hay.
Inside, I bought myself a cheap but effective floor lamp yesterday. I must say, it was lovely having that extra light to knit by. I am now happily clicking away at the body of my fair-isle sheep vest. I have to take a fresh look at my Lucy Neatby Dvd at lunch because I got stuck when I tried to weave my carried yarn while knitting from the left hand (this is still so new to me). I am seriously worried that I will be swimming in this garment. I made it smaller as Mrs. Corbett instructed and I am using smaller needles and still I am concerned. I looked up a Starmore cardigan from Vogue knitting Holiday 2007 and the stitches I have on my needles equate to her medium size...yikes. I am three apples high and 100lbs soaking wet. I will wear it over layers I guess. Don't ask me to redesign anything.
P.S. Enough of winter. I have put up my garden photo as an intro to my blog and hope this will turn the season. Outside it is soooo lovely today. It is warm and sunny. The snow is heavy and wet. My dog Poonie stayed outside for a length of time this morning. Sign of grass to come.