I used to have a fabulous fiber processor up in Hampden Maine. Her name was Val and she was wonderful! She and her husband had this huge beast of a carder. While her husband fed the wool into the carding machine, Val would sit in front of it and diz the roving into the bag. She would always include a little card with what her thoughts were on the fleece...good and bad. If the fleece was one that she didn't think should be carded because it was weak, she would call first. I miss Val!
Do you think it stopped me from buying new ones......of course not! There is something so wonderful about a gorgeous fleece that comes off of a clean sheep. It's addicting! I do think though that I will no longer visit the fleece barns for at least a few years. (no more fleeces...)
The grrls here in New England have been singing the praises of the Morro Fleece Works processing mill, so I packed up my coats of many natural colors and blends and shipped them off to California...all 16 of them...eek! (no more fleeces)
I did keep one very pretty Romney to process here though...the one pictured in the basket. The lock definition is just SO nice and the wool is extra soft for a romney....
(no more fleeces..)