The cats took advantage of the few days of sunshine with actual warmth in it that we had this week. Peaches to the left and Bluey to the right.
We seem to be easing gently into the second lambing period this week, not having had precisely a rest period, as we purchased some young lambs to rear by hand from a dairy farmer in the Pyrenees to try and compensate for our loss of lambs due to the dog attack last year. Still no repayment from the insurance company by the way. They look quite different from our own lambs more leggy and tall enough to do things like jump fences and eat washing hanging on the line, more like goats in fact with regard to their behaviour, than sheep.
Here are some of the nearly weaned lambs tucking in to a bit of lunch. And some of them trying to work out if it is possible to jump from the bale over the gate and make an escape to freedom. We are desperately waiting for the grass to start growing with great enthusiasm so that they can all get outside and have some proper exercise. Not to mention the fact that we can stop loading so much silage. To top it all off here are the babies in my kitchen born to young mummies without a clue what to do. (I remember that feeling). No names for them yet but it could end up being squeak and squawk as that is their call sign whenever you walk in the kitchen.
See you all soon
I am farming sheep and goats on the Dordogne/Gironde border with my husband and our 3 children. We have an on farm butchery and sell our meat direct to the public via the markets and delivery points in our local area