The Silence of the Lambs


There were no early lambs to be seen in the fields. Quite rightly so because it was bloody freezing out there! However as usual waiting to greet me at the hospital  were my two favourite little black lambs, silent and still. Situated on a path that runs along beside a beach hedge where the disabled bays are they stand waiting, a lovely surprise to stumble upon. They are tucked away at the end of this path behind the bike sheds and they didn’t seem to mind the cold at all.

On the way home we stopped at the field with the old sheep pens and watched the sheep come down from the hills for feeding time. I bet they were glad of those thick wooly coats!2lambs1

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30 thoughts on “The Silence of the Lambs

    • i was a bit creeped out by a few of them that i was half thinking were not real because they stayed so still and just stared at us! the only reason i knew they were real was by all the chewing going on! i got some lovely close pictures of the stone that i will add next week and then i need to venture out for a new batch.

  1. These are great shots. I like how you started out with the sheep sculptures and then on with the live sheep. Beautiful countryside.

    • Thank you, glad you liked the pics. there were not many of the real thing about, i think a lot of the ladies would be in the lambing sheds. i can’t wait for spring to watch the lambs in the fields running and jumping! so full of life!

    • Thank you, i loved how the old sheep pens looked too. I know exactly what you mean about curling your fingers into their wool. i used to help out on a farm when the sheep had to be dipped and you needed a good grip on their coat to “encourage” them into the trough! Thankfully it’s a quick ordeal!

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