Not quite snow, but good enough for me! I dashed out to photograph Blue Belle first since I hadn't any wintery photographs of her.
After a few minutes, one of the lambs came over to us, running in a manner reminiscent of an elegant horse galloping through snow.
The freezing fog was receding from the hills.
The pet lambs are always quick to spot me. As I walked with Jess up the hill to a place suitable for photos, they followed us on the other side of the fence.
No matter what, Suckie always spots me first.
She leaves all the youngsters running to catch up.
Jess on the hill.
When I went to feed the lambs, Margo didn't seem to be in the mood for nuts.
She joined the others just as Jess crept under the gate.
The sunrise caught Millie's eye beautifully.
Bob was copying Prudence's "wheaten loaf" look.
Ducky at the gate.
Little Bob found something to give him some extra height.
Honey at the gate.
Behind you! (Some puppies feeling at little left out.)