Finally!

I have often told folks that when we shear the lambs get quite confused.  They can be standing right by their own mother and bawling, not recognizing her with a new haircut.  I finally managed to get a picture of one of the sets of twins searching for mother among the fleeces.  Al had shorn half a dozen sheep yesterday and had piled the fleeces along the porch of the stable so that I could go through them.  I came out to gather eggs and noticed activity on the porch.  I was thrilled to have a camera in my pocket and can finally document lambs searching.  Little did they know that I'd already snatched up their mother's fleece and that a big chunk of it was in a pot of green dye.