Yesterday enjoying the sunshine and a bit of spring grass, 4 of our one year olds in a tight little group: pushing each other, leaping, little runs, more leaps, bucking, and the highest vertical jumps I've ever seen sheep of that size do. Pogo dancing sheep.
Thought at first they were being harrassed by flies, but no, just full of the joys of spring, with possibly a touch of pecking order in the mix. Then back to grazing, and a rest.
The new lambs in the next field were watching the large fluffy things with great wonderment.