It seems only days since the snow melted and the weather got a tiny bit better. The mornings are still dark at eight o'clock and the mist lasts until around eleven. Then talking to the neighbour yesterday, he told me that already the lambs were starting to be born. Being a true townie, I imagined that lambs were born in the springtime when the sun shone bright and the grass was new and green, not just after Christmas when everything is still asleep from the winter hibernation. Take a look, the lambs don't seem to mind the cold.