If you don't think there is a fiber of truth in that statement read on...
This time of the year my husband spends back breaking hours shearing our Corriedale sheep. It entails corralling sheep out of their pen, wrestling them to the ground and flipping them on their backside. Using fast electric hand clippers similar to enlarged barber's shears he takes smooth strokes close to the skin to preserve the length of the fiber and hence the value of the fleece.
After the sheep have been sheared we're off to the Finger Lakes Wool Pool.
For those of you unfamiliar with the wool pool, it is the collection point for the wool that has been sold by our local cooperative to a wool broker. This years wool pool was held at the Empire Days site in Seneca Falls.
The Dominator
Wool bundles are unloaded, sorted, weighed and compressed in the "Dominator" (a hydraulic press into a 400 pound bale) bagged and tagged. This is then sent to a mill to be washed, dyed and carded.
This is the second time I have gone to the wool pool. For me it has become a social event with sweat. I so enjoy sharing my husbands interests with him.
