Walking up to the barn this morning. That dead tree is there for a purpose by the way. Aria loves to scratch on it.
Waiting for the ferry in Augusta.
No river in sight. The water was so still that as we were crossing, you could not feel the ferry rocking/moving and you couldn't see anything but fog. It was like we weren't even moving until we got close to the other shore.
I'm telling you - I hit a winning lotto ticket and I'm going to be the one standing there opening the the gate. Love it.
So, if I'm crossing the Ohio River on the Ole Augusta Ferry, I must be headed to Ohio Valley Natural Fibers. I needed to run Bluebell's wool and had a few left from spring and a couple I'd picked up from/for friends. Perfect excuse ;-).
Here she is, headed for the drums.
The end result. I wonder if Bluebell's ever even had her wool spun before? It's really nice. Super soft. Spinning it will be leg one of my Tour de Fleece. I'm having a ton of fun planning my tour. I think she will be for Team Footloose (the Hansen miniSpinner group)...but nothing's finalized yet ;-).
All the bags lined up ready to head down the road...and back across the ferry.