I can't call it Steamy but the prospect of a very warm day has me soaking locks of Wensleydale Lamb fleece in little containers, all over the dye table. Mmmmmmm...fleeeeeeeeeeece. People who come to visit always crack up at MY stash...raw fleece. I just want to fall into if, face first, I love it so much. Of course I love it WASHED and that is the issue...gotsta wash the stuff!
Here is something purty for you. It is a basket of To Be and some of the Already Is. This is Merino/Baby Camel/silk in Bayberry.
Like my fancy paintjob on the wall? That's how we roll, around here.