Now, about that fiber. Saturday Jill and I went to the Canby Flock and Fiber Festival. I was on tactile overload. I had to touch and feel and caress all the lovely merchandise. Unlike so many places there were actual signs that said "please touch." So I did. I couldn't have helped myself anyway. I wanted to dive into it head first. I wanted to roll around in some of the fiber. I purchased a big bag of natural cream colored alpaca roving. In the animal barns there were alpacas, llamas, angora rabbits, romney sheep, black faced sheep, angora goats and my favorite, pygora goats. I learned a lot from the goat breeders. I still have a lot more to learn.
I have great plans for my alpaca fiber. I'm going to spin some of it and ply it with some red alpaca I purchased several weeks ago and then make some really neat felted things. The rest of it is going to be sacrificed as a dying experiment.
Despite hours of fiber immersion on Saturday, I needed MORE. I had not yet gotten my fiber fix. Sunday morning I went back to Canby for the parking lot fiber sale. I wanted to get my hands on some freshly sheared pygora fiber. I wanted it all dirty and unwashed. I wanted to experience the process from start (minus the shearing) to finish. Unfortunately I was unable to find pygora. In fact, I was almost unable to find the sale because, despite it's name it was not in the parking lot at all. It was in the fair grounds arena. I haven't quite figured that out. Although I couldn't find pygora I was able to bring home some lovely brown and gray romney fiber. I'll learn washing and carding with that.
Fiber is good.
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