My husband said that the other day after separating the ram lambs out. There’s a trick to it that I can’t recall right now because I’m still enjoying postpartum sleep deprivation, but he figured out how to hook the legs so that the sheep stands still and lets itself be led to a new paddock. This was fabulous news, as it means more flexibility in managing the flock.
We are going to Fiber Fusion this weekend. I’d hoped to put up at least three fleeces for sale, but will probably just see if I get a bite for Shaft’s fall clip. I don’t think I can have his and Bucky’s spring fleeces (which, being lamb fleeces, are still plenty spinnable and worth putting up for sale as whole raw fleeces) ready in time, but we’ll see. There were some challenges with the drying, as the spring fleece was sheared and a bit dense with winter growth, so it was thicker than the tuftlike rooed wool I collected from them in winter. Plus they have a bunch of straw stuck in them, large pieces and easy to remove, but more than I remembered being there when I shoved them in a mesh bag for long-term storage.
The fiber sales plan is to put out what I can at the festival, see if it sells, and for the rest process them for sale as raw locks/fleeces and possibly roving. I am getting steadily better at combing into top (considered a form of roving, which is aligned wool fibers ready for spinning), but I have yet to comb out enough to make more than a few feet of yarn. And roving is generally sold by the ounce, which is at least a yard of yarn for one piece of roving. My efforts at combing top yield fractions of an ounce per bundle.
That’s all right now, I am too tired to type more today.