Where have all the lambies gone?

As you may remember, my 1st 5 weeks in New Zealand had a lot to do with sheep and newborn lambs. On our sky diving day I did spot some on the way to the drop zone and it's sad to admit that my babies are all grown up. Sad because 90% of lambs born each season are sent off to slaughter at or shortly after 3 months of age. Poor lambies.

So, I'm sitting on a bus right now for the first leg of my multi-day journey back to Philly (7hrs on a bus, 36hrs of flying and layovers, 6-8hrs driving my car from my parents' house in NH home to Philly...all with a side of jet lag) and I cannot spot a sheep anywhere. The previously munched down grass is overgrown and the fields are empty. A couple months ago there would be more sheep than you could believe. Poor lambies.

We spent our last night and day in Queenstown freezing (again) and cloudy (again). I guess NZ wanted me to remember it that way and not sunny and warm like it had been for a handful of days there. We played some board games and cards and then "frisbee golf" this a.m. Let's just say I was no where near par, Courtney beat me by 6 and Evan kicked our asses. Evan then tried to frisbee bowl for sleeping ducks but ended up chasing them instead. If only there had been some sheep...