I figured it was time to let you see my wool room. My dear husband, Ron, took two years to convert our attic into our wool studio. I'm not complaining (though I did in the process). He commutes 3.5 to 4 hours a day back and forth to work so he really doesn't have a ton of free time. Sorry I'm off the subject again. Gotta love getting older.
Anyway, when we bought our home we discovered a momma turkey buzzard and her baby living in our attic. It was wide open because he previous owner just stopped working on the house and never bothered to put windows in the holes he cut into the attic walls. I didn't want to call my wool business Turkey Buzzard Woolens so I named it after the Eagle I saw fly by following the Little Antietam Creek that runs behind our home. Also, one of my favorite bible verses is Isaiah 40:31 "But those who trust in the LORD will find new strength. They will soar high on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not faint"
I find that my wool attic is a very peaceful place and I'm discovering that I almost "need" to spend at least a couple minutes a day up there. Since I'm no longer working outside of the home I find this to be my safe place where I can dance, sing, hook & create without any interruptions. It also helps that nobody can see me except the birds in the trees.
Enjoy and stop by sometime to see me.