Spring has sprung in earnest in my neck of the woods. The kereru (wood pigeon) are busy eating the flowers off the blossom trees and the paddocks are full of lambs.
There are very few animals more joyful than a lamb. I always see them jumping into the air with their friends at dusk. So cute!
This little lamb had just been born. He still had a bit of blood on him, bless his heart.
On my walk to visit the lambs I met a little flock of hens. This one was very curious as to what I was up to.
This is my baby. He (she?) decided to take up residence under my deck when he was so small I could hold him in one hand - not that he'd let me, sadly. Every morning he comes out onto the lawn at dawn and hops and leaps with pure joy. My favourite thing is when he washes his face. It just completely slays me to see him washing his little face with his paws.
Don't you love his little cotton tail? Sometimes in the evenings he sits and watches Dean and I watch TV for ages. Maybe for him the roles are reversed. Maybe he thinks I am a strange animal who is curious to watch and who does funny things. He would be right.
P.S. A tragedy has befallen my camera. My trusty lens has decided to give up on life. This means I have only one working lens which is a large zoom lens, good only for well . . . zooming really. Not sure how long till this situation is sorted, but I'm guessing pretty long given the price of these things. So forgive me if from now on you only see landscapes and close ups of birds and bunnies. (Mind you, come to think of it, that's the sort of nonsense I usually bore you with so you might not notice any difference!)