Marnie & Ray
It is good the rain has stopped and the weather is mild. There's no fear of losing a lamb from the cold, but there is a fear of its mother giving birth to it outside in the swill that is early spring and not on the nice, fresh, dry hay I have set up. They are, after all, sheep. Which is a nice way of saying let's not pretend they are perfect mothers and great planners.
For those who are curious: Brick had a boy and a girl, which I have named Marnie and Ray, right now.