(Traveling back in time to May 5th) Sometimes it seems that things happen for a reason. Had Meara not pushed out a water bag at 12:15 a.m.; had she pushed out that first lamb earlier than 5:30 a.m.; this beautiful, foggy sunrise would not have been witnessed from the pasture.
The sky looked pretty clear to the north, but the fog began to come up the hollow from Wolf Creek, enveloping the pasture and continuing to roll across the hayfield. Light filled the sky and the air was filled with a lovely, rosey pink glow. The misty fog remained, clinging to the ground… the color in the sky intensified and the sun rose high enough to be seen above the fog… a bright golden globe… SUNRISE!
8 thoughts on “Lambing at Sunrise”
Bless Meara's heart for giving you the opportunity to witness two beautiful miracles!
Such an amazing thing to be a part of! How lucky are you.
Simply breath-taking images. Life is good. 🙂
How gorgeous! There is nothing quite like a sunrise out of the fog!
really special moments! thank you for sharing them!
Oh, be still my heart!
Beautiful early morning photos…..so very peaceful looking!