When a friend offered me a couple of fleeces from her new flock I accepted without hesitation. As a hand spinner it is an occupational hazard.
Read MoreHaving admired his sweeping horns, all four of them, I was offered his fleece. He was to be clipped that afternoon, so once the hay was cut and raked up into stooks I went back down the field and claimed my fleece.
Read MoreThis is the story behind the yarn I use for my Galway Shawls and it starts with a rare breed sheep called the Galway.
Read More…….out of the gloom loomed a clutter of wooden spars and rusty cogs. Brushing off the dust and dislodging the spiders I brought the beams, shafts and gables out into the daylight.
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