The poor thing was found by Rob shivering in the garden (moor with fence round it) bleating like mad. It's mum had gone off somewhere...tsk. So he put it's afterbirth over it (we'd seen on a documentary once that this was how the mothers recognised their lambs) and took it to the sheep and tried to interest one of them in it.....No takers. So he brought it in. All this took place while I was asleep. It was quite a shocker to find a lamb in the kitchen when i stumbled in there for coffee. So sweet though, it's tiny curls, and elegant face. Later on Rob took it out again, still no takers, so we phoned the shpherd and he came round and took it off our hands....Apparebtly sheep do this a lot and eventually come back for them.
It's been a busy weekend, but i'm having fun...here's a shot from my table today:
An in progress painting i'm enjoying doing. And here's one for the shop update today:
I loved the curliness of this hair, it gave me enormous pleasure to wiggle the paint around....bit sad but there you go....Everything is going up in my shop now :)
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3 comments:
What an unusual and cute story! You must live in a beautiful place to have something like that happen.
Hello Lindsay :) What a strange coincidence... we had a similar thing happen the other evening driving home down past the fields of sheep - a lamb was in the road, so we stopped and as it ran this way and that scared of people.. it hurled itself into the fence a few times and then ran straight into into Tui's (my boyfriend) arms.. he got hold of it and managed to put it back over the fence! Hehe.. nice to hear lamb stories from down the road :)
And your new painting on wood looks lovely :) We got some great slices from a tree that came down in the winds .. with bark on :)
Happy sunday to you xx Rima
wonderful blog and lovley work!
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