We got to spend another lovely day at the farm where we do our fiber CSA once a month. The last time we were there, the kids were carding the wool that they helped shear earlier in the spring. Now it was time to dye our wool. Miss Lisa had already spun a bunch ahead of time so the kids could jump right in with the dying fun.
After some initial color craziness, the kids could no longer stand to be in the kitchen when the whole farm and all of the critters beckoned, so off they went while the mamas continued with the mad scientist work with the dyes.
We hung the yard out in the sunshine to dry and soaked up a perfectly beautiful day.
Miss Lisa was dutifully telling us which size needles would work best to knit up something sweet with this batch of yarn, and I had to blush and admit that I don't know how to knit. I thought that was our next lesson!? She smiled and graciously offered to get us started with spinning and knitting next time.
It's such a sweet balance to our long days of crabbing and rocking on the waves to go tromp in animal poop and smell the livestock. A farm by the sea with a long dock leading to a strong boat would be ideal.