I think I started out with a few ounces of what might have been Romney, it was medium, low crimp, about 4 inches long and was white with a few black hairs throughout. I don't remember if the teacher mentioned the breed. (It comes in breeds??)
At the end of the one day class, I bought the only remaining fleece at the store. I had no idea what "M-e-r-i-n-o" meant. After ruining about half of it over the next couple of years, I asked a lot of different people how to wash it and process it and did a little better. (hot Hot water, no agitation and plenty of cleaner, hot hot rinse. ) Then bought local fleeces, participated in fleece exchanges, then got into colored fleece, and meat breeds, and rare breeds. Truly, each breed of fleece is my favorite for something. Socks, dress suit, cobweb lace shawls, Aran sweaters, rugs, baby hats, quilt batting, felted clogs, dog beds, etc., each need a specific type of fleece for best results. Sometimes my favorite fleece is akin to "Ooooh, look at That One!" due to a touch of ADHD. BUT, if I had to narrow it down to one breed just for the pure Joy of running it through my fingers, it would be Finn, so silky, soft, shiny, and elastic, but drapey and fine... In progress for the summer: spinning cotton on a charkha, writing some articles for publication and outlines for the next workshop series, finishing a pair of socks, spinning Dorset roving for the next pair. Trying to find time for a Border Leicester project, and for restoring an old Gearhart Sock Machine. Barbara Clorite Workshops and private lessons To stop mail temporarily mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] with the message: set nomail To restore send: set mail
