“Cool or Fool?”
That’s a phrase the Captain and I use a lot. We know full well that we fall outside the norms of modern-day society and expectations, but at times we get pretty far into the deep end of our hobbies and passions, and we’re not quite sure whether what we’re doing is all Kitschy-cool and hipster rad, or just plain weirdo foolish. Hence Cool and Fool.
With what’s in this big shipping bag, I’m pretty sure I’m walking the line. I’m not sure exactly where I fall.
I leave it to your feedback to inform my final decision. In the meantime, I’m happy as a clam, and as excited as Benny when the T-Bone snausage snacks come out.
I have a fleece!
This is a Jacob fleece, to be precise.
I got it off of ebay for $20, from an organic farm in Virginia. Isn’t it pretty?
Raw (unwashed) wool, 3 pounds of it. Dirt and hay and lanolin and sheepy smell.
Look at the beautiful crimp on those locks!
I love it. Possibly more than the pups, who were mighty fascinated. (And sequestered for their own safety and my sanity.)
A lone lock.
In the wind I hear a whisper: S p i n M e
For any of you who have purchased a raw fleece before, should I be happy with this one? Sad?
Where does it lie within your spectrum of ‘A Good Fleece’?
So – Cool or Fool?