Letting Go

There are things to be learned if you  just open your mind to it. I have learned about tension from my loom. Now I am learning about when to let go. People hear that I am enjoying my fiber crafts so things get donated my way. Some of it is good, some bad, and some just outright ugly. Now the fleece in mind isn't necessarily ugly. It has sat in a bag for a good 5 months. Lovely shade of light brown. Not sure what the animal was-definitely not sheep. Couldn't feel that lovely lanolin. This weekend, I decided it was time to try to clean it. Every time I had looked in the bag, I saw leaves and little bits of dry grass & weed. I thought I could handle it. I sat on the rocks in the front yard and tried to clean it. It just wasn't worth it. It gave me no pleasure, like when I had cleaned the wool fleeces. None of the dried grass, weeds, or leaves seem to want to leave the fiber. It just wasn't worth it to me. So I let the fiber dry on the racks (and got some strange looks from the dog walkers) and will be throwing away a large outdoor garbage bag of this mysterious fleece. In a way, I feel much lighter already.