Wednesday, May 23, 2012

The Wonder Of Wool

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 
voila !

This is the second fleece I washed.
 This one is Tansy's.

Now I'm hoping for some sunshine to dry it.