In the past few weeks I have had precious little time to do anything I want to do. I'm not complaining but I recharge my batteries by fiddling with things that most folks wouldn't even want to touch. I had a rare day of complete calm this week so I drug out the bucket of washed wool for a little combing. The beautiful weather we had, amid the days in the high 90's we have already been suffering through, was another blessing. It was the first combing of my new Corriedale fleece so I am pleased to report it washed up beautifully. It's a good thing too, as I still have 12 pounds to go.
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