Yesterday was a full day. After Chrissie picked up the kids and after Mim left, Ian asked me if I felt like driving over to the marsh to see if the yellow-headed blackbirds are here yet.
And they are. They are big and they are noisy. These are just the first to arrive. As the marsh greens up, all sorts of birds come in.
We got drawn away from the marsh when we saw wild horses behind a vacant house. This is a new herd. BLM came in and rounded up the horses last year, so it's been a while since we've seen any. My brother doesn't think they all that neat - just feral animals who fight a lot.
We drove out to see if we could get closer - trespassing it's called. This was it.
While Mim and I waited the hour for the wool to mordant, we skirted George's fleece from last year. I have avoided it because it's so fully of VM vegetative matter. We ended up dividing the fleece into three parts, front, middle and end. That way I can take it in smaller batches and it will be less overwhelming.
I realized today that I didn't get to look at the fleece, though it did seem pretty when we skirted it yesterday. I pulled out these locks when I got home from work today. I'm not sure if I'll remove the tips or now. I'm looking forward to washing these locks and see how it spins up.
Fleece judging at Black Sheep Gathering
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