Going back to school/work after a big sheep show/fiber art weekend is a surreal experience. I have fibery visions dancing in my head along with a good amount of fatigue. We eased into the work week with some oil pastels after our morning lessons.
I keep this journal as a record of my adventures on the farm, my hopes and dreams, failures and successes, for anyone who might want to take the leap, as I did, six years ago.
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