It was shearing day a couple of weeks ago. We were lucky enough to have a fabulous weekend
shearing sheep with Johanna around and about the Powell River area.
Here she is shearing our ram, Womble.
And a couple more shots.
I just love watching the fresh fleece come off like this.
I never get tired of it.
(and it smells good too !)
The next step in the process is skirting the fleece,
I lay it out on the "skirting table" we have set up, and pick out all the yukky bits.
Our friend April brought Anise's fleece over, (of the Nanoose Bay relatives)
I thought I'd start with that, and it had already been skirted so that's all good.
Ready to wash !
Here I am putting it into our trusty fleece washing machine.
An action shot.
Believe it or not it WILL all go in.
There, it's in !
I let that simmer for a few hours, tip it out, rinse it twice and
This is the second fleece I washed.
This one is Tansy's.
Now I'm hoping for some sunshine to dry it.