Saturday, Sam, Barb and I spent the day at the Pines Farm spin-in. This was my first farm spin-in, and I didn't know quite what to expect.
There were sheep
And a mascot
It was cold, and wet. We jokingly asked for a fire. They obliged.
I tried to convince Sam to wrestle a sheep. She did not oblige.
The farm is mainly Romney sheep and angora goats. There was a manual apple press, and anyone with enough upper arm strength could make cider. And a barn full of fleece. And some dyed wool. And some hand cards. My wheel was empty, but not for long.