Go to sleep!

They'd fly around in formation for a while, dive down as a crowd and settle. 

All was calm. Until...

PEEEEE-WIT!
A lone lapwing wasn't ready for bed yet.

They'd jump out of their feathers and take to the skies.  This went on until I left them.  

I went on to find two lambs that had just been born as the sun was disappearing.  Hope they're OK. Chilly night and they weren't getting the warmest of welcomes into the world. One in particular seemed to be a bit confused as to who was taking care of it.  He was head butted a few times by a random sheep.