What is better than freshly washed fleece drying in a warm(ish) autumn day? This was a few weeks ago (its not that warm now). I was washing more fleece today, which is drying in the basement (with a space heater), but found this photo this evening. I think this fleece replicated the soft, fluffy clouds that were in the sky that day!
I'm beginning to think I enjoy washing fleece more than spinning it ... hhhmmm no, maybe not. But I do certainly enjoy washing it, which is kinda weird, no?