Last week, my Mother and I ventured out on a little field trip. Off to the edges of a county I rarely explore. We were off to see a mill. A what? A mill. A what? Okay, let me explain. A mill is a place where raw fiber (in this case, alpaca) is processed. This mill processes the raw fiber into yarn. Lovely yarn. We are not here for the yarn.
This was the first machine we met, it spins the processed fiber into strands that are then woven with another strand to make yarn. It is one of the last steps in the process however it was an interesting place to start.
The operator of this mill was making a "chunky and funky" yarn on this pass and you can see it here. Not particularly even and quite lovely.