The Homestone

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Five new lambs

Missy with her 14 day old lamb; Junior.
Vincent with Junior
Mister ~ the dad!
Tosh and Sheba ~ Snowball's lambs.
David with Sheba. She's just 2 days old here.
And brand spankin' new... Feeder and Clover; the Mrs' lambs.
“… it is Easter morn, And life and love and peace are all new born.” ~Alice Freeman Palmer ~

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Lambs and plovers, wind and sun and snow!

Here we are well into March and our March weather is doing all those things it is known for. Missie; one of our three ewes, had her lamb on the 8th of March ~ about 10 days premature. Vincent has done a wonderful job of tending to the little guy and Junior is in fine form now! He's just beginning to gambol and frolic and is nibbling on little bits of his mom's hay.

This is Vincent with Junior.

The next pic is the ewe we call 'The Mrs.' She is usually first to lamb and will no doubt be next. She definitely looks ready and she's an awesome mom.

And a couple of pics of our surroundings these March days... the pussy willows are beginning to bud and the old man's beard (no, not David's beard ~ the kind that hangs on branches :) is coming out from under the snow and frost. We had an early visit from a killdeer ~ wondering perhaps why our meadow has not melted into it's shallow springtime lake. Soon.... soon!

Sunday, March 02, 2008


Critter alert, Saturday morning March 1st. Red Fox on the meadow.
With David behind the camera and Vince and I passing the binoculars back and forth, the three of us watched and marveled at the patience and skill of this beautiful mouse hunter.

Spring songs

We carry walkie-talkies (no cell phone service out here). It's a 50 acre property and we are a long way from civilization. It's important to be able to be in touch with one another. Aside from the safety and convenience; our walkie-talkies are great when one of us has spotted a moose on the meadow or a coyote on the creek. On February 27th, it was an almost simultaneous pressing of our call buttons as the three of us either heard or saw the first blackbird of 2008. Our first beautiful red-winged blackbird. He spent 5 days here on his own; calling to his mates and visiting the feeder outside the kitchen window. Today, the second singer arrived. Soon we should have 20 or more, adorning their favourite old willow tree and singing their springtime song.