Anyway, I had breakfast with my brother yesterday. His wife likes to do things with wool, include spin it. Several months ago she bought a $1600 spinning wheel. That's right, $1600. And what she really wants is to have a sheep farm. She, however, calls it a farmette. They've actually been looking at one with purchasing in mind. You see she has this overly romanticized picture in her head of how wonderful it would be to raise sheep, and sheer sheep, and spin their wool into thread, and then knit that thread in to scarves, and sweaters. Oh, and she has a loom as well, so she can make blankets and serapes and, well, I guess anything you might want.
Anyway, he and I were having breakfast and he says, "here, I'll send you the address so you can check it out." I asked how big it was and he said, "four bedrooms, three baths, and really big shed." This morning I looked at it on Zillow. This is the really big shed:
|This is a barn