This weekend I had planned to go to a fleece sale.
This fleece sale happens every year in early November, and they always have a nice selection of raw fleeces, washed fleeces, dyed mohair, etc. Really beauty stuff.
I usually go and get myself a nice little natural colored Border Leicester.
But this year, at the last minute, I had a flash of clarity, and decided not to subject myself to the temptation.
I realized that as much as I would be excited and happy about acquiring a lovely little fleece, that it would instantaneously become stash.
Stash that I have an obligation to process.
So instead, I decided to dedicate myself to getting the rest of my fall fleeces washed.
I had already washed up the white boys, so here is the rest of the gang
(Weather didn’t cooperate most of the weekend, so they are air-drying in the living room.)
Yes, that is correct. I no longer have any raw fleeces hiding in the closet!
It’s a good place to be.
Also managed to get some of Frank’s Fall fleece carded up.
Now I just have to my next project planned out!
And speaking of Frank, here is a little something you might enjoy-
The Man put together a little slideshow, “Faces of Frank”
Does anyone else have sheep whose color fades in and out with the seasons?