Today was awesome. Ken and I drove to a farm outside Halifax, PA (God's country) to drop off the wool from Mr. Brubaker's sheep (see earlier post). Lydia is the woman who owns the farm and will process the wool into roving so I can spin it. Now this is the wool from the sheep down the street which are "meat sheep", no fancy names or anything, so I wasn't quite sure what to expect. Lydia gave it the ok and will have it processed in about a month or two. Great timing since I need to earn my spinning legs first, so to speak. :)
That's me with Lydia and one of her gorgeous horses. Don't you just love the other picture with little miss ewe peeking out from behind a tree? I swear Ken was having serious farmer delusions and it took me a while to talk him down from the "I want to be a farmer" ledge he was on. I seriously think it was the chickens running all around that lured him in. For me, it was the kittens....and the horses...and the St. Bernard.
Yep. A real walk on the wild side. Stay tuned.