When the sheep are being shorn the other sheep mostly stay in one corner. Red holds them there. Fate hangs around, Jon takes pictures. I take pictures too and gather the wool in separate plastic bags, writing each sheep’s name on each bag.
Next Jon and I will skirt the wool, which means picking all the large pieces of organic debris from the fleece (like hay and sticks). Then I’ll figure out what I’ll do with the wool. Which fleeces I’ll mix, which I’ll dye and which I’ll keep natural.
After that Jon and I will drive to Brandon Vermont and drop to wool off at The Vermont Fiber Mill to be processed. I’ll get the wool back sometime in the fall and sell it in my Etsy Shop then.