Jill’s friend was selling a spinning wheel. I told myself I should not be spending so much money. She had a carder available too. Both of them were the same price I paid for my spinning wheel two years ago and each had only been used twice. I figured that if we are crazy enough to jump off this cliff and give this homesteading full time thing a go, then we should just jump full out and see what happens. If I fail it won’t be because I was five hundred bucks short.
Do you recall my story? Two years ago I bought a spinning wheel and two alpacas with the hopes of getting sheep. Doug termed the name PackyWoo and we were going into the yarn business. I had trouble getting the hang of spinning and was so frazzled at the time that I didn’t have the patience to learn. The alpacas were not friendly and kicked, at about visiting kid height. We were not able to sell them and lost all of that money. We sold the spinning wheel for less than we paid. It was a heartbreaking bust. I didn’t know I was getting sheep.
My sheep are the two craziest, cutest, little line backers around. They love to romp and play and hug and nuzzle and get scritched (yes, that is how we say it). They make me want some more sheep. They make me want to create the dream I had dreamt before. Raise the animal, sheer the animal, card the wool, spin the wool, grow the plants used for dye, color the yarn, and use it to knit or crochet hats, and blankets, and shawls, and sell some gorgeous yarn too. I understand that only having two sheep will get me roughly a pair of socks. But, I do this stuff for the love of it, not for the profit. If they could help bring in a little income, they are welcome to. If they just want to be freaking adorable and brighten my day, so be it.
In the meantime, I have a spinning wheel, a carder, two month old lambs, and a dream. What could be better?