Washing my First Cotswold Fleece

I finally bit the bullet and started washing the fleece. Our little apartment can not support a greasy fleece for very long. I've been washing small amounts at a time and sorting the locks as I go. It's good weather for drying the fleece but my limited space means a little at a time, holiday washing is encroaching on the space as well.

I decided to start this blog today because I am avoiding washing the Cotswold fleece I have lovingly dragged from England to Paris and finally home to Switzerland. Not because I don't want to wash it but I'm afraid I'll destroy it. My mission on our family holiday was to see some Cotswold sheep and hopefully obtain a fleece. Mission successful thanks to Cotswold Farm Park where I did see the Cotswold sheep and many more rare breeds, watched the thoroughly entertaining sheep show and obtained my fleece, unskirted, first shearing. I didn't get a good look at it until we arrived home. Daggy edges but so little vm it's unbelievable. I'm happy.

The fiber part of my year in Switzerland kicked off with the the National Alpaca Show. There were lots of beautiful alpacas, but unfortunately not much fleece for sale. I did however, come away with a few bit and pieces, such as some suri locks and some carded grey alpaca, which just happened to be from an Australian alpaca.