I know, I know....Cyndi Lauper sings that. I adore her. I also adore the big boxes that were waiting for me when I pulled in from school today. All my hard work raising that wool and mohair has come back to me in lovely one pound balls of carded wool, mohair and angora. I'm so thrilled with the way it came out. The Bluefaced Leicester is oh, so soft. The mohair blended with it adds such a silky softness and lovely slip for spinning. Mohair wears like iron and makes sock yarn so strong that your heels won't wear out. I just love the stuff. John from Frankenmuth sent me a lovely celery-chartreuse run that I gave him last year and forgot about - manna from heaven! I'm so excited about putting this gorgeous fiber out at Maryland Sheep and Wool, which is one short week from now. Don't know how I'm going to pull this all together...but I say that every year, and somehow I do it. Kimmie Cornerstone is coming from Kingston, Ontario to help me out. She's a one-woman Army who will help me get all this soap wrapped and labelled, and put my booth together. Maryland only comes once a year - the Holy Pilgrimage of the Wool People. Yes, Wool is the Mother of All Fibers.