You just never know.

We have an old ewe in the pasture that was being considered for the freezer.  Not a big deal usually.  Today we came home and this ewe has two of the most beautiful lambs with her.  They are tiny, but they are dry and up and about.  All good signs.  And they are lively.

I planted onions about three weeks ago.   It's the right time on the calendar.  I worked the bed nicely.  I bought pretty good sets.  Not a one of them is up.  It's time to replant.

Kris is a good ball player.  He's a good hitter and a fair ball handler.  He reliably gets a hit and brings kids in.  Last night he got a ball to the helmet.  It happens to everybody when the kids are learning to pitch.  Tonight, he stepped out of the box every time.  He's pretty sure he's played in a "thousand" games and it won't happen again.   You never know.

Sometimes you think you know what's what, but actually you don't.  We've had lambs and gardens and kids for a long time.  We are still surprised every day.