No, no need to be alarmed there is no Hannibal Lector or Clarice Starling here.
I just thought it was a catchy title for a post all to do with lambs.
We have some sheep on a property at Nuriootpa.
It is now the time of year when the lambs are being born and they need their tails chopped
(thanks to the great Aussie blow fly) and a tag put in their ear to indicate in which year they were born.
We went up a few weekends ago now, to round them up and do the tags and tails.
I had a dream the night before we went there would be 13 lambs.
When we got there and rounded them up there were 14 - pretty close.
And there are always rebellious lambs who just won't go where they are told!
And there are some who just want to stay with us and not go back to their mothers!
I think little J would have liked to take this one home!
At lunch time I took the opportunity to walk over to the dam.
It looks its best now that we have had so much rain.
It is quiet and serene.
I'd like to bring my book and settle in for a nice long reading session in the sun here - one day.
