I keep thinking about what I'm going to do with the mountain of wool I have waiting for me. The white wool will be dyed many beautiful colors and blended in schemes that will come to me in dreams. The black fleeces will be triple picked for sale as raw wool. Bright colors sell better as roving, ready for spinning and felting. Black fleeces are a favorite of spinners. I raise the sheep and goats for fiber, not meat, and shearing day is the culmination of many months of care and nurturing.