My new friend Mary whom helped us all with our spinning. She helped Becky so much that she owns that wheel she is learning to spin on. Becky welcome to a new world of fiber. You will never go back.
My dad is a retired sheep shearer. It was fun to watch these little guys get hair cuts and remember when I was the wool stomper. That meant standing in the bottom of a 10 foot bag tromping on the fleeces until I could climb out. Those wool bags weights 400 pounds (I think) when I was done. Dad I wish I would of paid more attention to all your fiber knowledge--I am learning it now.
These little guys were so cute I just had to take a picture. Now to look at all my fiber purchases and get started on what I want to spin. It was a great weekend in Taos. Can't wait till next year.