That is quite remarkable. I think fleece just utterly loves you and wants to shape itself into beauty under your fingers.
Lucy, you were a sheep in a previous life. You were born to shepherd and it lights you up. Your felting, I am in awe of. I bought a little sheep from you which sits proudly on my mantle piece and often gets admiring comments.
Lucy freely admits she has an addiction to all things sheepy. She cares for their needs both nice and nasty with good humour and shares her skills with gentle passion. The end result is happy, healthy sheep who produce wonderful fleece with which she creates beautiful craft items.