Spinning

I got some horrible funny tummy (brought in from the outside world of course!) this evening but just managed to  overcome mantum to witness Marie teaching Eva to spin. Marie was given sack fulls of wool from her last work when she left - it's beautiful Cotswold wool, smells great, feels fine (full of lanolin), and very long strands (hence those rich chocolate box villages and grand medieval churches). 

Marie's a brilliant teacher of crafts (natural, fun and very patient!) - really hope she'll have more time and energy to do it for herself and even as an income source. 

Anyway, here's today's photos..

Don't know what happened to this one! Like it anyway..

Carding's incredibly relaxing (pulling the wool fibres through metal spikes - equivalents of even more traditional teasles - to disentangle and clean them); and then resting the pre-spun result on your face feels great and even maybe soothes the tum - despite what my mug might look like. This good life malarkey isn't just about trying to be 'good' (ie evolving asap into some semblance of sustainability in all senses) ; it's also simply life very pleasant :)