Somewhere in the dark recesses of my mind, I knew that buying a spinning wheel would lead to the need to buy fiber. Dog hair is all well and good, but, to coin a phrase, one cannot live by dog hair alone.
This arrived in the mail today:
I couldn't resist showing you a picture of the tiny lamb packed in the top of the box. (I apologize for the blurry photo. The battery in my backup camera, which I've been using since my primary camera stopped working in Jamaica, died as I was taking this picture, so this is all you get.) But this is what was in the box:
That is a pound and a half of natural (undyed) BFL in various shades. I have a plan for this fiber. I don't know whether it will work--or more precisely, whether my nascent spinning skills are up to the project I have in mind--but this fiber is intended for my very first handspun sweater. My plan is to spin singles with random color changes, then ply them to create an even more blended,multi-shaded two-ply yarn in about a worsted weight, which I will then knit into a lovely, natural-colored pullover of my own design. This is the plan. Reality is another matter.