Have you ever had that total surprise? That surprise you were not expecting at all? That morning that you go out, half asleep, and do chores. Then you realize that in a stall is a little fluff of brown that is too small for everyone else and can only be a new baby?
That happened to me when I went out on the 24th of January. A totally different day from the recent dreary as all get out ones. It was bright sunny. But there was this little bit of a lamb standing by her mother. She caused me to hurry and put out feed and run to the house for a towel and camera. The towel was for making sure she was dry as it was a cool morning, and I didn’t want her to be damp for too long. Had no idea when she was born. The camera was for the obvious.
Now this was surprise. Who knew that Jacob had gotten to Ruth in August? Certainly not I. But he fathered with her a lovely and, although she looks half asleep here, one of the most feisty lively little ones to be born – ever.
She must have been born quite some time before as she was mostly dry and mama had taken care of her quite well. This was Ruth’s first baby as last year she was quite ill and so didn’t have a lamb. Glad we didn’t cull her or we would have missed this little bundle of joy.
One of the activities I try to do each time I’m out is to hold Lydia for a bit of time and get her used to me. At first she was fairly easy to capture. Now that she can duck under anything at top speed, it is much harder to catch her. She can run like the wind. Outrun anyone (Well, except the horses, but I bet it is a close call there.) in the pasture. The first week I so enjoyed just sitting and holding the ugly little thing. Thankfully, she has aged well over the couple weeks of her life and doesn’t look quite so silly as the above picture. She is growing into those huge ears. Albeit, I may joke about that picture but she is so cute in it really, despite the silly look.
Despite my doubts about what kind of mother Ruth would be, she has done quite well. She is not a helicopter mother like Naomi was, but she does keep tabs on her baby at least by sound. I guess it is good that she isn’t a helicopter mom though, as her little girl does absolutely love to explore and head out to who knows where. But when mom is done eating, when they get their feed, she’ll come out and call a couple of times and Little One will come running. Or when Lydia is suddenly needing mom she will holler and eventually they find each other.
When it went back down to really cold we did create a coat for her as they don’t make then her size around here. It was a sleeve from a sweatshirt that had to be cut a bit to fit her but it kept her much larger mama happy to think she wouldn’t freeze at night. It actually kept her dry as well and didn’t soak through with some of our rain. But with extended rain arriving along with warmer weather she got to be freed of her little coat. Alas, that green coat made her so much easier to find in a pasture against the dullness of winter that she blends so well into. I could kick myself though as I didn’t get a picture of her in it. Maybe I’ll have to put it back on her for a picture. That will make her happy. Not! We did buy materials to make our own baby lamb coats. Will see, if I decide she needs one that fits better.
So a last picture that I think any mom would appreciate. Little One is settled for a rest (something she doesn’t do often) and mom also gets to rest a bit as well. When I went to take this picture they were both settled in with eyes closed.
We are expecting babies in March so, yep, a January one was a surprise but a sweet one.
Oh, and if anyone is wondering about my fibery pursuits. I do have a new warp on the loom, but I don’t have any pictures yet of it. It is good as at my weaving guild, I am participating in a twill weaving group and must have something I wove to go with the theme by next meeting. That has helped to get a warp on and it is all ready to start weaving unless I find a problem with it. Hopefully, not. Fingers crossed. Will be weaving tomorrow.