Ahhhh, Green Grass!

I love to watch the sheep when they hit the pasture for the first time in the spring.  Not that they have a tough time of it in the barn, with all the food, water and room to lounge they could possibly need, but there is nothing like a green hillside.  They run out of the Poor White Gate and up the hill, doing mule kicks and leaps, like they've been released from jail.  The recent spring-like weather jump started my grass. It won't keep growing with temps diving again next week.  I will continue to feed hay, but after the green grass the sheep will turn their noses up at it.  Here's hoping Spring will come back again real soon.