Still no proper wool combs around here, but I'm making do with my little comb.
I remain entranced with how this little comb can transform a washed fleece with dirty tips into fluffy white stuff. The dry dirt falls right out and the short bits find their way into a mulch bucket.
It's slow work, but worth it (at least, that's how I feel about it today).
This current pile of fluffy stuff (from fleece 4 that's been through the FSM vat and one scour) is being carded together with black alpaca (Freya's fleece), rolled up and spun for a fluffy yarn that will be knit into mitten liners for hubby.
The carders were a gift from a friend who found she had extras. They just arrived and I had to try them out. I'm getting the hang of it.
As for the mittens...
I now have THIS:
I blame hubby for not exploding the Invader on the far left. I didn't make a mistake on the left mitten. Nope.