That's what I call dyed wool fleeces, hanging on the line they seem to be fluffy colorful remains from a stuffed critter. But when I stack them on the dining room table and set up the drum carder they become a curiosity magnet...One of my roommates became fascinated with the workings of the carder, so I showed her how to use it. 24 hours later she has carded all the prepared fleece I have... I swear this is not slave labor! I didn't even get out the horse whip!
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