…how much fiber I’m acquiring, including a bonus box of two llama fleeces that arrived this week from my wonderful MIL. She has friends who have llamas who needed shearing and were looking for someone who might do something with the fleece and she jumped right in. This is just like her – always thinking about others. I am lucky to be married to W and not just for him – his parents are almost worth marrying a lout to have as in-laws!
The fleeces are wonderfully soft. The first, brown and cream, is a little hairy and has a lot more vegetable matter and second cuts than the second fleece. It’s bigger, too, so I’m wondering if it is an older animal. Though it will be more tedious to clean, there is some very soft fiber in there. (Second cuts are where the shearer didn’t cut close enough to the skin the first time and they go back to cut again, resulting in very short fibers that are difficult if not impossible to spin.)
There is no other word than dreamy for the second. It is almost a pastel version of the first, caramel where the other was brown, misty white instead of cream. That touch of gray is a lovely harmonizing note. This may have been the second animal sheared, too, as the number of second cuts are far fewer.
You and I never boxed when we were little, did we?