I took this picture yesterday so I could reference the size of Mickey's fleece. His fleece was awarded reserve grant champion at the state fair a couple of years ago and I wanted a record since he's getting sheared tomorrow.
Last night the wind blew so hard that I got up at one point to make sure the French doors were locked because they were rattling. It blew so hard that the animal shed was moved 1 1/2 feet north, as the picture shows. Son Josh built it five years ago and it hasn't moved since, until last night. The verdict is in - March came in like a lion.
This is so pretty. It's from Mim and is the last of my dyed rovings. Becky thinks she'll be down in a couple of weeks to pick up a wether from Mim, and we're planning to make color if that happens. In the meantime, I'm back to spinning white.
Santa's Weaving Elves
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