The Barn in the Freshly Fallen Snow

It was a dark and snowy night. As I slept, most of my family rushed up the hill in the snow and began to attend to the four new lambs, just arrived in the world. Hours later, I woke up and started to feed the dogs. Even though it wasn’t 6:00 am yet, my wife walked into the kitchen with her winter coat on, and I knew the lambs had come.

We walked back up, and I took more photos, and the ‘A’ team continued to make sure the lambs were warm and feeding from their moms. The first few hours are critical to making sure the lambs survive. When you stick your finger in a newborn lamb’s mouth, it should be very warm. A cool mouth indicates trouble and triggers a mad rush to get their core temperature up. Luckily, this band of lambs has warm mouths and is doing fine.

One of the Ewes Keeping Watch

Three Lambs and Their Mom

The Last Lamb in the Sleeve of One of My Old Sweaters

Getting in Line For Dinner

Lamb Playing King of the Hill with His Mom

In Line For Breakfast

My Son and One of the Lambs

Oliver Would Not Be Left Out

My Youngest Nephew Finn, Meeting the Lamb

Gus Exiled From the Barn Since the Ewes are Very Protective of the Lambs

Photos by Alicia and Jimmy Crisp, and Katie Hynes    Curated Brochure by Crisp Architects: Portfolio

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