There was more blue than white in the sky and no snow on the ground out front so layers were layered, knits were put on and boot strings tightened. Speaking of which, I have learned how to properly tie my shoes. A balanced knot that does not loosen up with round shoelaces. Boots don't get loose on long walks, always annoying to have to take off the gloves to tie them when it is cold.
Word has it the fields are full of lambs, tis the time of the year. I thought a short walk up our favorite stream to the fields was called for. The upper valley, it is where the morning sun hides. A fresh breeze rushed off the far ridge adding that sparkle to the scene and gave the red kites something to play in.
We exited the woods into a field in time to watch a sheep dog working the flock in the adjacent field. Watched the shepherd signaling the dog. Watched the sheep flock thru wide gates into the feeding area. Giggled as more than one would be walking along and just walk right into another sheep. Whoops, didn't see you there, pardon, so sorry.
Alas, no lambs sighted in the flock we visited but lots of interesting things to see. It was a very fine walk.
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