Our first snowfall of the winter arrived in Mad River Valley two days ago, and with it, and somewhat unexpectedly, two brand-new calves.
Unfortunately, one arrived in the middle of the night - blowing snow and sub-zero temperatures - and we didn't find her until late the next morning. She didn't make it - and the sadness of feeling the passing of a creature we didn't get a chance to know was tough. Mother Lila, a beautiful Trim with wonderful eyes - indicated her sadness, too, with plenty of grunting and exploration of the pasture.
But tempering this was the birth to one of our Royals - Oreo - of a new calf later in the day.
Emma named her "Lucky," and we all agree that a better name could not be found.
Here she is: