Now I know why they call it SPRING!
I love springtime. The air has a bit of a nip to it in the early mornings and a constant flowery smell. Everything is in bloom, including an odd Green Blossom tree in our yard. It's exactly what you think it is: a tree with green blossoms. Beautiful. But the thing that makes springtime precious here isn't the blossoms, the fresh smelling air, more sunshine ... it's the lambs!
It's Lambing season in New Zealand and not only has it put a spring in my step, but there's a definite spring to the teeny tiny steps of the little lambs that have just entered their wonderful green world! Lambing season, August to September, marks the beginning of spring in New Zealand. I never noticed the lack of lambs in the fields in the other months. But when it's Lambing season, you notice the abundance of tiny, cute, fluffy, stark-white lambs scattered throughout the fields. They come in pairs. Triplets. They huddle close to their moms. They run (or rather spring!) in groups to find the best patch of green grass. Sometimes you can see them headbutting their moms to engage milk production. All lambs need to eat to become big and strong sheep! When the sun is high and hot, the lambs search for shade or they splay out in the open fields, laying on their sides, soaking in the gorgeous day.
And unlike their wise elders, the lambs are curious when it comes to humans. They respond to your voice if you shout out to them. Or they become shy and hide in their mother/father's thickening wool. That's what happened when us humans decided to invade these lamb's new world. They couldn't help but stare at Chris and his strange contraption, the camera. (See the photo below of the lamb staring at Chris via the camera lens. Take a look at it's knees - they're dirty!)
(P.S. Not only is it Lambing season, but it's the season for ALL babies - e.g. seal pups and cow calves. It's the cutest time of the year.)(ETK)
I love springtime. The air has a bit of a nip to it in the early mornings and a constant flowery smell. Everything is in bloom, including an odd Green Blossom tree in our yard. It's exactly what you think it is: a tree with green blossoms. Beautiful. But the thing that makes springtime precious here isn't the blossoms, the fresh smelling air, more sunshine ... it's the lambs!
It's Lambing season in New Zealand and not only has it put a spring in my step, but there's a definite spring to the teeny tiny steps of the little lambs that have just entered their wonderful green world! Lambing season, August to September, marks the beginning of spring in New Zealand. I never noticed the lack of lambs in the fields in the other months. But when it's Lambing season, you notice the abundance of tiny, cute, fluffy, stark-white lambs scattered throughout the fields. They come in pairs. Triplets. They huddle close to their moms. They run (or rather spring!) in groups to find the best patch of green grass. Sometimes you can see them headbutting their moms to engage milk production. All lambs need to eat to become big and strong sheep! When the sun is high and hot, the lambs search for shade or they splay out in the open fields, laying on their sides, soaking in the gorgeous day.
And unlike their wise elders, the lambs are curious when it comes to humans. They respond to your voice if you shout out to them. Or they become shy and hide in their mother/father's thickening wool. That's what happened when us humans decided to invade these lamb's new world. They couldn't help but stare at Chris and his strange contraption, the camera. (See the photo below of the lamb staring at Chris via the camera lens. Take a look at it's knees - they're dirty!)
(P.S. Not only is it Lambing season, but it's the season for ALL babies - e.g. seal pups and cow calves. It's the cutest time of the year.)(ETK)
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