Grabbing my wellies, I knew it wouldn’t be long before the cutest bundles of wool would bounce across the field to greet me.
With black faces and cream ringlets, Izzy and Ida said good morning with a bleat.
And breathing in the fresh countryside air, surrounded by not only my Valais Blacknose sheep, but my dogs, chickens, goats, guinea pigs and my pint-sized Shetland
