I have been intrigued by observing the sheep farming practices on the land by the sea surrounding our cottage. Whenever we went out walking we would hear the sheep before we saw them, as a couple were wearing large bells around their necks.
There were no fences that we could see so they were always accompanied by their shepherd. He could take a while to locate if he was on his back under a bush.
Two things stood out from a kiwi perspective; they were foraging for food in sparsely vegetated dry and dusty land, and they were carrying very heavy wool in a climate where we were glad to be wearing jandals and singlets.Today they were moved up the hill near us and I was relieved to see that they were freshly shorn. Just in time for the heat of Summer.