A successful start to lambing yesterday. I fed the sheep with hay and was about to refill their water buckets. As the weather is still fairly mild I can still get water from the beck which meanders behind one of the sheep sheds.

 My mind wasn't on lambing, it was on the balance act with two buckets of water which had to be manoeuvredalong the side of the beck on the slippery uneven slope. If I spill water it is just twice as slippery next time! 
 But there was a sheep bleating in the shed. Now at this time of year all the sheep should have had their noses deeply tucked into the fine hay I had just fed to them. A sheep in the shed meant lambing season had begun.
And sure enough, a fine little boy who had allready found the lamb bar.
 

 Time goes so quickly. Often I have been on the verge of writing something in this blog but shyed away, till not knowing how to start.
I am normally not keen on New Year Resolutions but this time I have made one. I am going to be more diligent and get this blog moving.
   This winter has started differently. Until now there has been no winter. A few snowflakes now and then. Temperatures aroung freezing point. But this evening the snow has come. I have flocks of sheep in three different locations in the village. Here are the ones that greet me every morning when I go out of the house. These are Spelsau-the rugged Norwegian breed. A little, even a lot of snow, doesn't bother them. Just as long as I keep the hay coming.