LIfe is finally settling down to a dull roar, and I am finding a little extra time for fibery things. Earlier, I shared a bag of gorgeous fleece that I had purchased at the fair.....but....what I didn't share is that THREE bags came home with me! It has been some time since I have purchased a fleece and somehow sitting right next to many tables of freshly shorn, wonderful fleeces was just too much for any fiber loving person to resist.
I can't explain what comes over me when I see a gorgeous fleece right off the sheep. The smell, the textures, the luster....mmmm..... I grabbed these fleeces and left them on my platform, telling everyone that I was not going to really buy them....I was just trying them on to see if they fit...hehe...
I gave it my best shot and resisted for a few days, but in the end, it was just no use...these fleeces were just to beautiful to resist.
Even though the weather today was probably not the best for washing, my fingers were itching to get at least one of the bags in the wash. Usually I will have to skirt a fleece and separate it all out, but this particular fleece was so clean and consistent in lock size and texture that I only had to dump the bag into the wash.
After I crank the hot water heater up to it's highest setting, I use regular dish detergent for the first wash....in my gulp, washing machine. You can't tell much from the picture, but the water was pretty clean for the first wash.
Many people don't like to deal with raw fleeces, but for me, the transformation that the raw fleece undergoes and seeing what the final product is going to be, always fascinates me. The colors in this young Romney fleece are so pretty. Shades of chocolate and dusky grey are going to be so fun to play with!!
I hear-by swear to stay out of the fleece barn at Rhinebeck, scary things happen when I go in........!!