Yes, it's that time of year when I rack up hours looking at "racks," stare obsessively at bellies, take note of tail position, and ponder the pinkness of, erm, private parts. Lambing time approacheth!
How about a contest! Four ewes; four lambing dates. The person who comes closest to guessing the dates of the blessed events will win . . . something. (Hey, I may have two full months left to decide!) Enter your four dates in the comments below, and hopefully I will be able to call the contest by Mother's Day.
|Vienna and her youngest daughter, Babette|
In other news, this:
This is our new favorite dessert. The recipe came from here, but I tweaked it to make it healthier – or at least not as bad for us; heh. ;-)
That's it for now from . . .