The COVID-19 Lost Year managed to be overly full in our family. My mother died, with but not of COVID, and my father’s health and life bounced a lot before stabilizing. My husband had COVID, the kind with two weeks off work and one ER visit as an outpatient. All in all, we have been lucky, but it was still a year that was more full than I would have imagined if you had asked me what I thought would happen with a year of not going anywhere.
Fortunately, Etsy didn’t shut down, and sheep were sheared, and fleeces were processed into fiber, and I spun my way through 10 of the rare breeds.
Black Welsh Mountain was an early breed; fun, easy, very black, and bouncy. It went into the multi-breed, swing-knitting blanket.
I bought white Tunis and dyed the spun singles with four colors (reds and pinks) of food color dyes. Then I plied it so that the plies blended the different shades. It should be OK for socks, according to the Fleece and Fiber Sourcebook.
I liked the Jacob; it was easy to spin. It’s also going into the blanket. Fairly soft.
The Leicester Longwool is a bit scratchy.
No memory of spinning the Romeldale, and recognizing that I need a better note-taking system for spinning as I try to write even this much.
