Man, what a weekend. We left friday morning early and got to Fiber Christmas in July with plenty of time to get the booth together before Mom had to teach her class. She said she had a good time and she worked with two people that already knew how to crochet so she just had to teach them her tricks to keeping the thread under control.
We opened to the public at Noon and I met alot of really cool people. For this Fiber show I unveiled the Roving that I finally got right. If you remember I have done roving shares in the past but I didn’t like the way the roving came out. I wanted something that spun as smooth as butter and yet I wanted to blend our Mohair with the wool from the sheep on our farm so we started with one breed and then moved to the next and the next until I got it right.
I had several of my Fiber Friends feel the new roving and see if they could tell me what it was. These ladies have been doing this along time and I respect their opinions. For one they know breeds and they know micron counts. So after hearing that one thought it was Baby alpaca and another thought it was angora Rabbit I let the cat out of the bag that it was Mohair and Shetland. One lady told my Mom that what ever we were doing we were doing it right because that was the softest blend of those two fibers she had ever felt. She then talked to my Mom about letting me start a breeding program. One for the shetlands anyway. Mom said that our first step would be to get a micron count so it seems that is what we are going to do.
I am going to use the micron count to see where the super soft fiber is coming from. If it is the shetland I will have two small but different flocks. If it is from the Mohair we will be looking into breeding four of our five girls and we will Cull the babies very hard so that we only keep the softest of the soft. I think that it is all good. Okay, the only bad thing is that I sold out of our new roving. That means all the batts Mom made with the fiber and the roving it’s self are gone. I will be working on getting some more done but until then I am sorry to say it won’t be available in the Etsy shop. I am kind of glad though. I know that once people feel my products they are very pleased with them and will purchase them. However, It makes internet sales harder.
The other cool thing that happened was a local TV Reporter came to the Festival and interviewed me. If and when it airs I will post it here so that you all can see it too. In the mean time … Check her out HERE!
I did make some contacts at the Fiber festival though that I think you might be interested in. First, I met a really cool bag maker. Her and I are looking at maybe doing a short yarn and bag club. Then their was Nancy that might write us a pattern for a knit along. She was the lady with the sweater she made out of my Thistle color way. (I know Mom was secretly hoping she would forget to come back and take that sweater home … and that if it did get left that it would fit her … LOL)
I am kind of proud of Mom and I. Mom only bought a book. It is pretty cool to be honest. It is called “The book of forgotten crafts” The only thing I bought was a new basket that I am going to use in my booth. It is round and I am going to put it on my lazy susan and make it turn so people can see all the things I plan on putting on it. After the festival we got everything packed and Dad took me to a rodeo while Mom took the booth stuff home. I Roped really well Saturday night and won my age Calf Roping. It was really cool. I was very happy with my time and how the horse worked.
Today was another story. You see Dad isn’t really an independent starter or very good with time management. He doesn’t seem to get much done when Mom is telling him what to do here on the farm. I know everyone is laughing but it is true. We left Dad for two days and he was suppose to bale and haul about 200 bales of hay. The cutting and raking was done so it wasn’t as if we left him to do it all and before you think that is alot it isn’t … we do almost 1200 bales in any given year and that is just the ones here on our farm. We then bale and haul for others that contract with us. 200 bales is only like 3 loads on our little flat bed trailer.
So, when Mom was gone Dad didn’t even get the baling done. Let alone the hauling. You have to bale it before you can haul it. So Mom and I got up this morning and did Chores then Mom took over as Boss. I was glad. I had another Rodeo I wanted to attend and it started at noon. Dad had a plan but Mom’s plan was so much better as we got twice as much done in the same amount of time.
Dad went to town to return Harry’s truck that we used to go to the rodeo yesterday and to pick up the fixed tire he blew yesterday. While Mom and I hauled in all the bales that were done. Then Mom and I set up the last of the hay in the field so that Dad would be able to make one pass and bale everything and be done. Even with Dad’s Flat tire on the baler, a sheer bolt breaking and Mom getting stuck in a soft spot we got all of it done but the last 30 or so bales put in the barn before I had to leave for my Rodeo at 10:30am. While Dad and I went to have our fun Mom put the last of the hay up and stacked it all nicely in the corner of the barn. (Yes, by herself … I told you a couple hundred isn’t a big deal so 30 is really nothing) Each Bale weights about 66 lbs. so they aren’t really any heavier then the sacks of feed we use.
Anyway, at the Rodeo my Good Graces with God was still blessing me. First, it was a three head roping. I won the first round and placed second in the second round. Then even missing my last calf I won third in the average. That gave me another nice pay check. The funny part is that I have been trying for over a week to get my new boots but everytime I am in Bartlesville the store that carries them has been closed … I passed through Bartlesville twice today and that store was closed both times. Mom says that tomorrow no matter what she is taking me to get my new boots so that my good boots can become my work boots and my work boots can go in the trash … They are shot.