Getting forgetful.

This is what happens when I forget I have eggs boiling for tuna salad and go out to cut branches for the belly aching goats who can't fend for themselves. I came back in the house, after I remembered I had eggs on the stove, and found them like this. The one egg exploded and ended up out of the pan. It was still good, so I did get to use 1 egg in the tuna. The other 2 were quite burned. Not a good thing. My oldest grand daughter was still in bed and the husband had just left to go to the store. Could have burned the house down, I guess.

And I only had 5 eggs.

Somehow, the other mother hen decided she'd had enough of mother hood and flew the coop. Well, flew back into the coop. Don't know how she did it, but she's back in with the rest of the hens and Black Bart. The real mother hen is still out with the chicks. Just strange how she got in. Must have flown over. Maybe she'll start laying eggs again!

Some skeins, ready to go to market.

Some skeins I've had done for awhile now. Finally set the twist Sunday while waiting on the shearer to come.

The pink skeins are Cormo.

The grey is the Romney I've been spinning for a long time. That was a big fleece!

The bottom ones are some skeins I bought from Micheal's that were the big chunky yarn. I bought 2 skeins and made some thinner yarn with them. They are 20% wool.

The dark brown is some of Lucinda's wool, with a little bit of Abraham's mixed in. I still have a lot of both of theirs. I want to make a sweater for me with this yarn.

 These I can't remember if they are Amarillo's wool or maybe Buttercup's. I didn't write it down and it was some time ago that I spun it. Maybe it will come back to me. But I did have Buttercup's wool washed and carded, so it might be hers.

Anyway, for you spinners out there, this has a lot of twist in it, even after washing it to set the twist. That's why it's hanging with cans in it. So do different breeds have more spring to it than others? Just wondering, because the rest of the skeins are not as twisty. But I love the yarn. It's so soft.

Just a pile of fiber.

This is the Hobbit Barn. It's so little and the right side is very short. I don't know how many times I've whacked my head and said some really bad things.And most of it is really old oak. it's like metal. Cannot get a nail in it to save a life. But, it's not going anywhere, this Hobbit Barn! The man who built it, he made things to last just about forever.

There are 2 long areas to the left. The far one has a wide opening. When we first bought this place, there was a really old car in it. But one of the family came and got it.

It needs a new roof put on, because there are some leaky places. But I like it. It keeps animals warm and safe in winter. Mostly dry when it rains.

So I put all the sheep in here yesterday, waiting on a guy to come shear the 2 wethers. I have to take them to the butcher Tuesday morning. So didn't want to waste their fleeces.  And the lady who has been supposed to come since March, has not shown up yet. So found a young man who has just started shearing. He went to a school at MTSU last year. He's shorn some sheep, but still learning. I thought he could practice some more on mine.

Annabelle, wanting out of the barn.

I asked him if he wanted to practice on some more. Poor Darla has been miserable. So he said sure.  Here's Darla. She's huge! They were really impressed with her wool. It's about 6". Really nice fiber.

                                                              I just love this picture.

This is my favorite lamb, Campbelle. She's so little. She's the smallest of the quads. And looks so much smaller now that she's got all her wool off. We got all 4 of the quads done. Annabelle and Darla and Buttercup. Man, was she a wild mess! I still have not got to get too close to that one. Her mother, Annabelle, is finally letting me scratch her head now, after 3 years.

                                                              Campbelle, naked.

                                                                   Annabelle, naked.

Cameron, being sheared. She was so good. And her wool is beautiful. All grey and brown and black. Even had a little white mixed in there too.

Here's the 3 black sheep. The 2 on the left are the boys. I think I am going to have a really hard time taking them to the butcher. I have never really been too sad to see any animals go. I know this is what they're for. But these 2 guys are so sweet. And their fleece is so pretty. I'm probably going to cry over this.

Don't know what happened, but these 2 pics got stuck together. You can see the fluffy girls up there. Amarillo, on the right, was going to be sheared. They had her. But she went all crazy and jumped over the panel at the entrance of the barn. So off she went and there was no catching her. And it was getting late and they needed to leave. So Cara, Adele and Cassidy didn't get sheared either. When I let those 3 out of the barn, they ran leaping to the others. It was so funny!

And when we let each sheep out after being sheared, the others would all come running to see who it was. They'd do some sniffing, then head butting, then wander off for some grass. It's funny, watching them. They all look so much smaller. But I am pleased with how they all looked after shearing. Very healthy weights. And their eyes looked great, really pink! So didn't have to worm any of them. Very happy with how they looked.

11 bags of wool right there. From 8 sheep. Darla, Buttercup and Annabelle all had to have 2 bags. Lots of wool on those girls.

I am thinking about sending it all to a mill. There's supposed to be a new mill in N. Ga. now.

This is just half of Annabelle's fleece. There's a whole other bag full. It's not too dirty. Lots of grass and hay in there, though.

So pretty! Can't wait to get it all cleaned and start spinning now! But 12 fleeces might take awhile.

Anyone want to come help skirt, wash, card and spin now?