Not Just a Granny

The village where I’m currently working is located in a very rural area surrounded by lots of small farms.

On the top of the hill, known as the mound, are the ruins of the Norman motte and bailey and a flock of sheep graze the fenced in area. On my daily walks I usually take a spin around the perimeter and collect tufts of wool from the gorse and brambles that the animals have brushed against.

I’m collecting the wool for any future projects my grandson will likely have to do at school….or maybe even at home. 💙👶🏻

I’ve cleaned, washed, bleached, softened, dried and baked the wool and now it’s ready to be packed away for future use 🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑