It's time for the sweaters to come off and be lovingly washed and put away for next year. Between Auntie Jan and I we managed to keep the babes covered and toasty warm. When I pull them off the little ones jump around and play, feeling so good to be naked and free! Soon they will be romping through grassy fields...that's when I will lay down in the sun myself and say thank you, thank you, thank you, we made it through our first winter on the farm and the first lambing. Many hard and bitter lessons were learned, add them to the Book of Life. Like my soldier son says, "Put them in your rucksack and keep on marching..."
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