Turning sheep fleece into fine wool

Little Pasture on the Prairie When we were kids, my brother always wanted to play army and I always wanted to play pioneer family. It is funny how things work out–my brother has been employed by the U.S. Army his entire adult life; I live in a house built by a pioneer family, and though I am by no means living the life of a pioneer, I get to brush up against it with some regularity. For example…