Frosty morning, but tomorrow is April

Frozen trees mark the end of March at Merck Forest
Frozen trees mark the end of March at Merck Forest

Whoever says that March comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb has got it all wrong this year.

True, the weather is warmer now then it was 30 days ago: Old Town Road was a rutted muddy mess yesterday (a sure sign it’s warming up), but the wind just howled this weekend.

Today is just about freezing. The trees are glazed in ice, which chatters every time the breeze blows, and the road is now an avenue of frozen ruts.

The only consolation to the old adage is that we do actually have lambs in the barn. A whole mini-flock of bah-ing, bleeting, black and white wooly babies. They are spending their time today nestled between their mothers and the heat lamps, and, unless tomorrow is playing me for a fool (the weather is supposed to be toward fifty degrees), maybe the little guys will be romping out on pasture for the first of April.

Little lambs are in the Small Animal Barn
Little lambs are in the Small Animal Barn