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A little bit of Fleece

Yesterday, I received this lovely little package.

That’s 10 oz of raw Romney fleece.

The locks are lovely–look at that crimp!

and LOOONG. This one measure about nine inches. I have never worked with a staple length that long before. While I don’t have any pictures of the clean locks (they are still drying in the window where the alpaca was a few days ago), they have washed up to be considerably lighter than the locks pictured. Closer to a light grey/brown.

My favorite part of working with raw wool is the lanolin. I love the smell when I open the bag. I love how soft it makes my fingers feel while I’m picking. They way it magically melts out leaving a transformed fleece behind. Though I did not grow up with lanolin anywhere, I smell it and I feel like I am at home. Then I don’t want to be done processing what little amount of fleece I have, and then I want more. (I was shopping around for Jacob fleeces this morning, even though I have no more money.) My problem is that I want to process it all by myself–which I can do, but limited space and funds again become a problem. Hand cards are slow. Drum carders are expensive and big. I don’t have space to store fleeces. And yet, I want to get my hands on different fibers, stuff other than merino and bfl.

I guess I want to know if anyone out there is interested in buying hand-prepared fleece from me if I can find a source? I am especially interested in finding local farms, but unlike what every book on sheep rearing has ever told me, the county extension office has returned exactly zero of my emails. (Though I am going to try again.)

What do you think?