I just got an email from Deb at the Vermont Fiber Mill. She’s beginning to dye my wool. That means it’s closer to being done.
I can’t remember whose wool I mixed Griselle’s with this time. I think I may have used it to make the barber pole wool, twisted with some of Kim’s wool. I can’t wait to see what that looks like.
Griselle is one of the Romney’s that we got from Donna, who I wrote about yesterday.
She’s one of our oldest sheep, and along with Zelda, had a hard time keeping weight on over the winter. All summer I’ve been feeding both of them grain once a day to supplement their diet, even though there’s lots of fresh green grass still.
Since feeding her grain, Griselle has become very friendly.
She comes right up to me when I walk in the barnyard and knows to stay in the pole barn when I chase the other sheep out so I can give her and Zelda grain.
Because she’s old, I don’t get as much wool from her as the other Romneys, but what I do get is a lovely light gray color.
Griselle’s face looks a lot like Izzy’s, but she has a white spot on the bottom of her nose and Izzy has one like a third eye.
Griselle still doesn’t like me to touch her, but she’ll walk right up to me, looking for a treat.