I was thrilled that, in an ocean of beautiful fibers, my wool did very well. I hardly brought any home. Fiber enthusiasts who purchase my wool know exactly where it comes from and can rest assured it comes from happy, well-cared-for animals. Now I have to get my flock shorn and start over on another season of picking, washing, dyeing, drying, and carding. The cycle repeats itself, year after year, but that's what I am all about.