Spring Lamb

I lead a somewhat schizophrenia existence at the moment between Balquhidder and Glasgow, swapping the two a couple of times a week. For the first time this spring the field outside Callander was packed with ewes and lambs, I think in transit from overwintering in more benign conditions before being put out back in the wild. This wee group managed not to notice me before I crept up for a blip xx