Mama Goes To The Mill

Remember Mama? After washing, I had hand processed a small bit for a spinning sample. I was finally able to get the rest of her fleece to Ohio Valley Natural Fibers last week.



First it gets picked.



Then headed on to the drums (I switched sides of the machine for this photo).



Around and around from drum to drum.



And the last step turns it into a long tube of ready to spin wool.



Look how pretty.

Here's a video (not Mama) that shows more of the process.



This is Mama.





Guess who this is? Well, you'll never guess, so I'll tell you. It's Renny!



Huge, smushy Sherman. That's one fleece. I think it might become a huge, smushy blanket that I can keep forever.



Messy Boudreaux. At the last minute I decided to take his awful (too bad to show you the pictures!) fleece just to see what would happen. While I sure wouldn't try to sell it to anyone, it's clean enough that I can spin it. Would be nice to get something outta the boy. He can't really help it; the chickens are sabotaging him. At least that's his story... ;-).



This is a lovely (clean and washed like they all should be) Border Leicester lamb fleece from one of B. Willard's cousins. It's running in the first video above.



Lined up ready to go home. Renny, Willard's cousin, Boudreaux, Sherman (how they smushed all that into the bag is a wonder) and Mama. I waited on these to run and left several others for later pick up.

It's almost time for the Kentucky Wool Festival!