Close-up

A close-up view of one of the Cormo-BFL fleeces. I just love to look at it and pet it, smell it. It will be hard to bring myself to skirt and wash the fleeces, I just want to look and touch them.Somethings are beautiful in their raw untouched state, fresh fleece is one of them.Then when it is spun into yarn, I just want to hold the yarn in my hands, hold it against my neck. Then when it is knitted or woven I want to wrap up in it, especially when I don't feel well. One Christmas I was shearing the sheep and I didn't have a clean place to store the fleece, so I wrapped them indiually in bed sheets and placed them under the Christmas tree.I was the only one that enjoyed them.Fresh wool and mohair has a magical hold on me.