Spring has offically sprung...

Spring Lambs in my eyes are the first sign of the Summer. Stray and I were in the Lake District over Easter weekend surrounded by these wonderful cuddlesome (if that is even a word) lambs. I always love the way each mother and Lamb have their own distinctive calls. On occasion I witnessed a lamb go to the wrong mother only to get a nudge in the head. The lamb would then call out "Im Lost!", its mother would reply in that deeper tone I am sure my own mother used on me when I wondered off in Sainsburys. The youngster would then go bouncing off realising its error. I wonder if I will ever be able to eat Lamb again.