On another bright summer day i went for a walk to the nearby lake 🙂 There i met an old man, a shepeard. He had recently sheared his flock so i asked him about the wool. The man was so nice to agree to give me the wool, saying he couldnt really sell it.
On the next morning i went to his house with a warm, homemade bread, which i exchanged for the whool 🙂 The old man was pleased and promised he will have much more wool for me if i bake him another bread!
What followed was a lot of hard work, scalding the wool with boiling water and washing it in the river on my village.
My mum and dog were happy helping me clean the wool.
Next stages were drying of the wool and carding it.
The whole scouring of the wool turend out to take so much longer than what i expected. After a week of work i had some ready material to work with. Fianlly I started playing with the wool in the creative way i love!