Woollen shawl

We met this lady of a distant neighbour's out on a walk the other day. She's clearly heavily pregnant so we didn't want to disturb her too much. She looks a bit raggedy because she's a Wiltipoll so she sheds her fleece rather than having it shorn. This doesn't happen all at once of course, that would be too convenient and neat. In flystrike country these sheep with their falling dreadlocks always get a second look. In the interim before her summer fleece she looks like she's wrapped a rug around her shoulders.

This is probably wise given the weather lately. We stood and had a silent conversation for several minutes and she didn't seem to mind the dogs. Then they got restless so she gathered her shawl around her self and demurely retreated.