Wednesday, 20 April 2016

Back to Kexwith

I went back to Kexwith farm one evening. Lambs had begun to be born, but it is a slow process. Each field had a different type of sheep ("ewes with twins", "ewes with singles", etc). We went around giving feed to the sheep, who would follow the quad bike greedily. Every night, more lambs are born, and so eventually the fields will be full of jumping, bleating little creatures.