Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Indian Summer



I spent the summer solar dyeing lots of Corriedale locks. Between the weddings and the nasty weather nothing very interesting ever came of them and I had been feeling really bad about it.



Fall is for being outside and playing with wool and today was one of the few days in recent memory that it felt good to be outside. It was a beautiful day so I drug out the drum carder and proceeded to make short work of a few colorful locks.



With no real plan in mind, I just cranked a few through the machine and hoped for the best.



Pulling the batt off of the carder reminded me of a Muppet. I'm not sure which one, but I've seen this hair before.



I pulled the batt into strips and wound them up for future adventures in spinning.



One little batt made quite a few colorful little nests.



For another batt, I pulled out the diz and pulled some roving straight off the drum carder.



Not bad for a few hours worth of work on an absolutely gorgeous day. Where do I have to move to get weather like this all the time?

1 comment:

  1. The colourful locks remind me of a box of fresh crayons!

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