Earl and Princess

I would like to introduce you to some dear friends of mine, Princess and Earl.

Would you please let that name roll on your tongue!

Earl. King of the Meadow. His Royal Highness of the Enchanted Pasture.

At the beginning of the summer my fiberjunkie friend Amber and I embarked on a new and exciting journey. We bought Earl's and Princess' fluff, both Rambouillet sheep, which are descendant from the famous Spanish Merino sheep (read here for details of the history - actually quite interesting if you like sheep!).

You get the picture? These guys have soft wool. Really soft.

Long staple length, a real nice crimp and a beautiful very-close-to-white color.

We meticulously sorted the fleece, discarding the unusable parts, which are - to make it simple - those attached to the lower and especially the rear parts of the sheep.

This took quite some time. The girlie was declared Sheep Queen of High Desert.

A few weeks and some patient waiting later we got the fluff back from processing at Spinderella's Fiber Mill.

Yum!

Living in a house containing these white clouds and dyes and not touching them is like sitting next to chocolate and just looking.

Not possible.

So see what's been cooking in my kitchen lately!

Hope your life is as colorful as mine these days!

what was and what's left

There was the tornado. The hurricane. The visit of the family! My brother, his wife, their two girls and Oma.

Three weeks of upside down familylife doubled up. Time crawled and flew.

We shared good laughs.

And good times.

Thoughtful and generous gifts were much appreciated!

Thank you!

The brother went on a Porsche shopping spree and ended up in Porsche heaven.

The latest toy is patiently waiting in our garage for transfer to the German Autobahn.

All is good.