At least twice each year, I drive with a couple of friends to a Benedictine Monastery for a weekend retreat. In the winter, I enjoy sitting by the fire with my journal. In the fall, I take long walks with my camera, admiring the brilliant foliage. But my favourite time of the year at the monastery is the end of April, which is lambing season. The monks raise sheep, and every spring, the ewes give birth to adorable baby sheep.