I saw one redbud ready to bloom in the woods on Saturday. Today, they are prominent on the edges of the pastures.
We're having a little respite from goat births for the past few days. I think there will be another wave before the end of the month -- and then it will be over, because the buck was only here for a month.
All is pretty copacetic in the barns. In the big barn, which is maze-like, fifteen or twenty babies will play a breakneck game of follow the leader. They race through the barn from end to end and through the fenced pasture. Sometimes, they are so intent on the game that they run into me as I try to make my way to do one task or another.
Baby goats are happy to be alive and full of energy. Mothers' milk is making them strong and heavy to pick up! The life force is strong. They can now leap atop tall buildings in a single bound. Well, at least they are jumping up onto the top of the little plastic dog house in the hallway. Eventually the sudden need for sleep will hit and they will pile inside for a nice, warm nap.