Visiting a sheep farm when it’s lambing season is a charming and chaotic experience, chock-full of new life. The mothers and their newborns bounded over to meet us with much baaing and bleating. The babies frolicked and bounced up and down with all four feet off the ground. And so many colors! Black, cinnamon, dark and light gray, off-white. The lambs’ fleece was curled tight and the mothers, recently sheared, were sleek and plump.