After Albie arrived, everything settled down to a nice and peaceful normal. It was a few days later that Harold came to spend the night with us, and he brought his baby sister, Truannie, with him. She's a beautiful baby! Practically perfect in every way (as Mary Poppins would say)! She's also my Godchild, which makes her even more special. Harold and Eliot decided to poke around in the attic in search of some family memorabilia from the Crimean War, so I took Truannie upstairs into the old Schoolroom -- my favorite place for thinking and relaxing.
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I brought some snacks and toys, along with Truannie's fleecy blanket and fuzzy rabbit. We played for awhile, but after Fuzzy Rabbit lost his attractiveness, I pulled out my Mr. Longwool. Truannie really liked him, and I can tell she's going to grow up to love wool!
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Truannie was hungry by the time we finished playing with all the toys, so we took time out for a snack.
And then, of course, everybody knows what a baby needs after she eats . . .
Once she was ready to go to sleep, it was time to tuck Truannie into her stroller . . . which is also her travelling bassinet.
Boy, was I ready for a little of that relaxation. Time to think about a little snack for myself . . .
. . . and a little light reading.
There's not much nicer than cuddling up with The Fleece and Fiber Sourcebook!
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Hmm. Wouldn't it be nice to share all this info with others? But how? The answer was hanging on my bulletin board, and a great idea popped into my head!
We could have a wool show during Wool Week -- and the proceeds could go to the Rare Breeds Survival Trust conservation fund!
I had to call Eliot and Harold down from the attic to see what they thought about this idea . . .
I had to call Eliot and Harold down from the attic to see what they thought about this idea . . .
We could have an animal competition, a sheep dog exhibition (if Alton is willing), a fiber competition, door prizes, all kinds of fiber for sale . . . and even a Bran Tub!
Harold volunteered to be the fiber and sheep judge, since his family has raised Delaine Merinos for years.
Harold volunteered to be the fiber and sheep judge, since his family has raised Delaine Merinos for years.
Eliot volunteered to be the patron of the event and let us use his large piece of land for the event . . . maybe I can even talk him into doing a little work later on (if I break it to him gently).
And that's how the idea for the wool show got started! We were up for awhile making plans, because this would take a lot of work from all of us . . . even Eliot (who has an aversion to even spelling the word). Truannie had no voice in the matter, because she just slept through all the excitement.
Check back for the next blog entry to see the preparations get under way! Meanwhile, the boys need a snack, too . . .