Black sheep

A glorious morning, but frosty again.

A trip to the farm shop which is where I saw the lambs. Not quite so tiny now. Growing fast.
These are all rare breeds. Not quite sure what the black ones are. Think mum was fed up with one of her offspring climbing all over her back.

Unfortunately by lunchtime the sun had disappeared.
I have spent most of the afternoon on Ancestry as it is free for a few days.
I’m trying to find out a family mystery but as yet haven’t had any luck.
Just wish I could ask my Dad.
I bet I’m not the only one who wishes the same thing many times.