Sheepshearing festival today and it was a lovely day and there were so many friendly people. 350 sheep were ready, it’s the flock of shepherd Roelof Kuiper and Tessa Engelhard. Here’s the site of the foundation that supports the flock.
Tessa had organized a route for children to discover the whole process from sheep to sweater.
We were number 6: the spinners.
(I always talk when my picture is taken..)
My spinning friend is Meta, who loves colours and once dyed this wonderful sock roving. She sells tea and herbs at the local market and online.
I brought some stuff to decorate the stand with. Felted and knitted garments, my carding machine, picked fleece, some giant yarn I want to handweave with. It interested a lot of people which was nice.
Meta explaining spindle spinning to an eager girl. She was smart and really attentive 🙂
Our neighbours were selling jars with everything you need to bake a cake:
Their neighbours were lovely Syrian ladies who had the most appetising treats! Both savour and sweet:
Tessa brought a handmade woolpicker you can sit on!
Bluegrass band the Cowpokes walked around and they stopped and serenaded us! I love blues and funky country and skilled musicians. Their first song was without lyrics and their guitar picking was something to behold. It had excellent spinning rhythm too.
They walked on, but only after three full numbers! The rhythm and energy really got to me. So I mentioned to Meta that if I had a second life I would’ve learned slap-bass guitar. A nearby visitor stopped dead in his tracks and turned around, smiling and beaming. He plays the guitar and hearing some odd spinner passionately mentioning slap bass made his day 😀
We talked for a bit, I tried to remember the name of funky slap bass guitarist Davi504 but failed. We had a lovely talk nonetheless and he convinced me there’s still time to play the bass in this life. So when I hit 60 or 65 I’m going to learn it and then we’ll perform at sheep festivals. Me being the funk slap bass granny and him doing the guitar solo’s. He also told me that you can combine bass guitar with singing, as long as you can do one of them blind and without thinking about it. (I can sing already)
Look who cannot shut up when a picture is taken:
Oh look, I can shut something when a picture is taken. My eyes:
Musical entertainment: “two strenge men”
Very “strenge” indeed. That’s their leg. Pull it.
Lots of humour on site:
I really can’t translate. This is farmers’ country. This is farmers’ humour. You get the idea.
The whole day Meta and me were partners in crime, making metres and explaining to the public:
It was interesting the things people wanted to know. “How can you make a thread from fluff?” “How does the yarn wind onto the wheel?” “Where did Sleeping Beauty prick herself?”
Also interesting is that Meta spins on a Rose, the Rolls Royce amongst wheels. And she treats it like it’s an object to be used. Put it in the grass. Spin with your shoes on. Have the dog nuzzle it. Put it in your car without protecting blankets. Just use it!.
The Rose is made with soft woods but Meta’s not spending her days worrying about scratches or dents. She’s using this wheel and enjoying every moment of it. Yeah!
She got it as a birthday present for her 50th birthday and it was the best present ever.
Here’s Roelof the shepherd looking very shepherd-y with his wild locks and working pants. He was selling some hides:
And here he is interested in ice cream at our other neighbour:
A neighbour well worth knowing. Meta treated us to icecream:
Vanilla ice “steeked” from the innards of a self made bicycle.
Someone finding shade under our booth:
At the end of the day, all sheep shorn:
Nine huge bales of fleece:
And a tired goat enjoying some dinner:
It was a lovely day and I got to spin a lot of my Shetland batts. Not enough but a nice start. And lots of motivation to spin more! Maybe tomorrow 🙂 Although I also have some spaghetti to steek.