It feels so weird, but this morning right before waking up I had a dream about fiber. The obsession is creeping deeper and deeper into my subconscious.In my dream I was visiting a comic book store in Portsmouth New Hampshire. I was looking for some rare something or other. I finally decide to leave and for some reason I realize that I am supposed to meet Caroline from the fibercast and talk some more about alpacas. And there, walking down the street is Caroline with two wee alpacas. One is small enought to to carry around in a tote bag and one is small enough to hold in your hands. (I know that this is way to small, but it was a dream. I think they looked more like llamas, I don’t think I really know what an alpaca looks like in person)
So Caroline comes over to me carrying her little ones in a tote bag, the large one in the main fold and the smaller one in a pocket of the bag. Apparently there is now a crowd forming around us. She starts off by letting me pet her larger alpaca. After laying my hands on it’s soft fuzzy fleece I start to feel that the fur is shedding. When I finally remove my hands from the alpaca I realize that I now have a wonderful little ball of roving, all perfectly carded and everything (WOW!!).
Caroline tells me that I should take as much as I need and that these balls of roving are perfect for new spinners. (Yippie, Caroline is the best both in real life and in dream time) Then she hand me the little hand held alpaca. This does not go as well for me. It poops in my hands, and for some reason I had to ask Caroline if she needed to measure the poop. I never knew how anal retentive I could get. Oh well…
Somewhere around me washing my hands, I woke up… I had the sudden desire to spend some time with my stash looking for something soft.
Aright, that is all for now. Please leave all your interpretation of my dreams in comment form. I can’t wait for someone to help give me some meaning about all this.
