Spring? Is that you?

Today is Psyche's due date.  She is holding firm, no babies for her yet. 

Psyche is checking Calliope out.

Athena surprised us with a Ewe lamb last Sunday.  She had her without any assistance and by the time we discovered her, she was up, dry and had a full belly.  Athena is overdue for shearing, so we weren't sure how big she was getting.  She is still small car size.

Cuter than cute!

Athena is anxiously waiting for the day the shearer comes again.

 

Oscar thinks he got a box full of snacks in the mail today.

'Iowa? What could be coming from Iowa?  It sure sounds like it's mine!'

'OOOOH it is full of goodies!'

Murray McMurray delivers.  We decided to get our chicks a little early this year so they will be laying mid summer.

It's a tea cup Light Brahma!

'Looks, I got fuzzy legs'

Cup o' chicken

'I will love her and squeeze her and call her my own'

Pickles and Petunia, still turning over the field.  They are great rock finders!

Despite the chilly weather, the goats are happy there hasn't been much snow.  They just don't understand why there isn't any good green stuff to eat.

Above 40 degrees.

To say we have enjoyed a mild winter this year is to  put it lightly.  The farm critters are certainly enjoying the mild winter as well.  40 degrees seems almost tropical and everyone is eager to get out and get some fresh air.

Pippy aka Quack Quack had a near death experience at the beak and claws of one of our turkeys.  Several months in the ICU (laundry room) and he is ready to rejoin duck society.  

When Nano talks, everyone listens.

 

Everyone leaves the barn today.

Psyche is less than a month away from delivery.  I am thinking a single again.

She hides it very well.

Pearl is a little reluctant to leave the barn.

The pigs are very happy to be outside.  Thank goodness for electric fencing!

It amazes me that the goats can find anything to graze on, but there must be something there.

Time to walk the plank and head for higher ground. 

One chickens scrap bucket is.......

another Turkey's object of affection.

Hercules does a dance....

A little wing flapping....

and a little foot stomping, but to no avail.  No romance today.

Cricket blends well with her surroundings.  Once a house cat, now a porch cat.