Last weekend we packed the fam’ into the car and drove to the Common Ground Fair. It’s an “old country fair” type event put on by the Maine Organic Farmers and Gardeners Association, and it’s so much fun. Animals, demonstrations of all things related to farming and simpler living, and vendors of wonderful things made in Maine.
We saw oxen, big…
For me, the spinners and the wool vendors are the main attration. I didn’t have a lot to spend this year, but I did pick up four ounces of some wonderfully soft roving, a blend of Icelandic wool and angora, from Fresli Farm (Limerick, Maine.)
My only other purchase:
(As a quick aside, this is the second year I’ve met up with the wonderful Josette, and her family, at the CGF, and the second year in a row I neglected to snap a photo for evidence! Nevertheless, it was absolutely wonderful to see her and hang for a little while… Thank you, J! Mwahh!)
Anyway, I chose a fleece from the “Medium, Colored” table, meaning it’s not too soft, not too coarse, just right… A small (4 pounds, unwashed) midnight-colored Romney/Corriedale cross from Swiftwater Farms; the tag inside the bag says the ewe’s name is “Apple.”
I was smitten, and got right to work. I washed the wool the next day, and laid it out in the sun to dry. We had a few summer-like days last week, and I spend a couple afternoons outdoors with a big basket of wool and my Dutch combs.
There’s something so magical about this process – seeing the wool turn from greasy, wonderfully sheepy-smelling clumps of wool to luxurious lengths of soft, chocolate roving…