I’m already juggling plenty of balls but when I arrived at Old Sleningford Farm this morning and was reminded of a promised sheep fleece, I could hardly say no!
Normally, the fleeces from the farm’s sheep go round the fruit bushes in the forest garden. However, Rachel had with one batch made a series of mats to sit on. These I had come across at the party a couple of weeks ago and fallen in love with. Hence the promise.
Now I have a bin bag full of sheep fleece
and have started to wash it before carding – if I decide to spin it – or weaving. If doing the latter, I’ll see if my dad can rustle up a loom as featured below. I’ve ready got the wood, and some dowelling would do for the rest.