I am not. I mean I am up. But it feels like my head needs to catch up. I went to bed at 7pm last night. I tried to stay up until the 9.30 lambs feed but failed. So I went to bed and my inside alarm woke me at 10pm and again at 2am. He is growing so fast and is so strong now. Bounding through the house on his Elton John heels.
Sheila is not up either, while we are plunged back into the deep cold weather pattern that does not deserve a special name, she will only pop her head out her door if she hears a truck come up the drive, (she is the greeter) or if I call her name, otherwise she is staying inside, doing the housework, working on her bed or sleeping in it. When it is warmer we will walk again, we say to each other and nod hopefully.
I hope you all have a lovely day.
Your friend on the farm,