……beautiful handspun yarn grows on trees.

Imagine —an entire day in the backyard, full sun, 3 girlfriends, spinning wheels, crochet, knitting and sewing. Pineapple tea and sandwiches and a fantastic show and tell.

Judy just returned from a trip to England. While she was sharing her stories the fibre goodness surrounded us.

The breeze moved the yarn in long waves and the scent of Eucalen and the lavender from the garden filled the air. It doesn’t happen often, but when it does, it is magic.