When The Mister asked me if I would help him move all the wood from around the house that we didn't burn this winter the other day I said fine.....IF he would help ME do something for a change.
It was a cool, breezy day that was perfect for getting some wool combed and carded so I handed him some gloves and the carders and showed him what to do. I thought working together we could get the rest of that bin of California Red finished.
Dad used to love to help me tease out the wool before I put it through the carder and it's nice to have company as it's a slow tedious job that goes much faster if two people are doing it.
He did a good job but I could tell his interest was waning so we made only one little batt before I gave up.
I squished it in the top of the bin with all of its woolly siblings and even though it doesn't look like much I suppose it was the effort that counted.
Honestly, I got tired of hearing him complain about how much waste there is when you card fleece. You always end up with more in the waste bucket than you do in the carder. It's just how it is unless you want wonky, lumpy yarn which I don't. I had to keep reminding him that the sheep are growing fleece all around the world at this very moment and will continue to do so. There will always be more than enough to go around.