Dear Perendale – Letter The First
Dear Perendale,
When I met you, you were grungy and yellowed. Your locks were jumbled, and you had a lot of short bits, but I knew you were a long wool type of sheep, so I hunted for the longest of your fibers.
Perendale, magic happened when I washed your locks. What once was filthy and yellow and gritty with dirt, became silky and soft. Your fiber was actually a shiny white, soft to the touch and as long as my hand.
I was inspired to comb your wool using single pitch Viking combs. I spun your smooth worsted singles right off the comb, and I was rewarded with some of the most fantastic yarn. Your worsted yarn is slightly airy, with a soft sheen.
Your yarn will bring fantastic stitch definition. I want to use you in cabled hand warmers, and woven scarves.