THREE BUNNIES IS NOW OFFICIALLY TWELVE BUNNIES (Temporarily)

ANGORA BABIES NOW AVAILABLE

UPDATED PHOTO'S OF THE THREE WEEK OLD ANGORA BUNNIES

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9 ANGORA BUNNIES IN ALL

5 WHITE (2 with red eyes)

2 BLACK

2 GREY (one is sold)

There is really not much I need to say here. Have a look at the precious little ones, and if you have a slow internet service, be patient; they are worth it!

Time for her close-up!

SOLD


9 Bunnies in a basket, what could be cuter?


Coming AND Going

Nibbling grass




Angora bunnies may be reserved now. Great 4-H projects, fiber sources or your next four-legged best friend. A non-refundable deposit will hold until weaned.

Contact me today to reserve your Angora Bunny!

Newborn Angora Bunnies Beat Tax Deadline!

Nine angora bunnies were born April 14, 2008, in time to keep the tax man in our good graces. We are blessed to have five white, two black and two different shades of gray angora bunnies.

Enjoy the photo's we could not resist taking.

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New Arrivals

Newborns snuggled in the nest

Springing Into Action

I have been a busy bee as of late. Designing juices have been flowing like a river! Easter had me busy making about 36 little bunnies for special orders (only one made it to etsy, and still remains - go figure).

I have created several scarfs from golden retriever yarn for customers, which was quite a bit of fun. And now I find myself utilizing some intriguing yarns - made from plastic grocery bags!

I cut the bags, spin the strips into yarn and use the wound ball to make little coupon holders. I just put one on etsy, so we'll see what the hand-madesters there think, but locally they seem to be a bit of a hit. I am working on a purse since I personally think that would be fabulous! I actually hate plastic grocery bags, so this was more of a mental project than anything. Now I find myself begging friends who have not yet found it in their hearts to go green for their grocery bags. Nothing like free fiber, ur uh, plastic grocery bags (did I just say I'm thankful for plastic grocery bags?)!

March, It's When I Start The New Year!

(Here are some rovings I've dyed with March in mind, ready to be spun)

March is my favorite month. Lots of wonderful things happen in March: my birthday, my husband's birthday and my father's birthday are the most important. Saint Patrick's Day is a favorite and Easter is now a March constant. But there is something else that goes on and it is something hard to put into words.

It is a feeling; spring fever I suppose it's called by the masses, but it is even more than that. There is a sense of jubilation; my creativity is sparked and I find myself pushing the envelope of ingenuity. Thank goodness for those extra daylight hours in the evening, they are a blessing to behold the crafter who cannot seem to find enough time during the day to photograph her newest yarns in that spectacular spring sunlight.

(My newest yarn, Jammin' Alpaca)

There is that renewing spirit that flirts with us all this time of year. Now, not January 1st, is when I begin to make my resolutions. What I hope to accomplish this year and how I'm going to do it are lists that accumulate ten fold in March, and each idea is even more exciting to me than the one before. I'm spinning and designing my heart out(stay tuned to my next blog which will be all about my latest design that keeps selling out from word-of-mouth clients before I even get a chance to list it on etsy!)! It is the exhilaration of March that seems to make this all possible!

I hope March finds you all inspired and delighted to start anew!

Home Is Where My Heart Is

Many of my clients, trying to get to know their latest, newfound yarn source a bit better, question what it is like in my house. I cannot imagine my home life being any more unique than the next person, but when forced to describe who I am and why I do what I do, I find it is all relative, or perhaps cumulative.

My house is without a doubt full of life and when I divulge my routine I’m told, “How are you able to accomplish so much with that hectic lifestyle?” I suppose hussle and bussle is the engaged gear in my drive train, though I do not feel that I’m busy or rushed in any way. I feel comfortable saying my days are full, enriched, and I do not feel like I’ve neglected anyone or anything.

By anyone or anything I mean my family. A husband and teenage son are the highlight, but not the only show in the limelight. My grandmother shares the spotlight along with the extended family; the four legged, finned, feathered and furry members that manage to weasel their way into my heart.

Three Jack Russell Terriers rule the roost, so everyone thinks, while I know and have accepted it to be truth. The occasional liter of puppies always manages to delight us beyond belief. Three fish, two gold and one angel add little to the chaos factor but certainly contribute to the relaxation aspect. Two Russian Dwarf Hamsters are the source of my son’s enjoyment. Two ravenous turtles never seem to be filled and will cause you to think that they are on the verge of starvation whenever you approach their tank joined the family in the summer of 2007. Not long after the turtles entered the fold, a Severe Macaw called Garth Brooks fell in love with my husband and has decided they shall be mates for life. Just today the bird held me at bay from my husband’s affections with a very formidable beak that I have no interest in challenging.

Last, but certainly not least are the three angora rabbits, the name-sake of this yarn adventure I’ve embarked upon, a passion ignited by my father (whom I’m not ready to write about just yet) that seems to be shared by all the truly lovely people I’ve come to know just because of it. I am delighted to meet every one of you, and humbled that you have shown an interest in me. May we remain life-long fiber friends, connected through the yarn that binds our souls and knits the fabric that warms our hearts.

Spnning "Anna" Into Gold

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It truly wasn't hard at all, turning Anna, the Golden Retriever's GoRgEoUs hair into gold - well, golden yarn that is.

On Thursday, January 24, 2008, a fat, yellow envelope arrived in my mailbox from a charming lady associated with the Golden Retriever Rescue of Southern Maryland. Upon opening, I discovered the most beautiful hair I'd seen from a golden.

Bag of Anna's hair:

Anna's Gorgeous Locks:

As you can see from the beautiful, creamy-golden color, I had a treasure to behold. And I simply could not wait to get started. So, Thursday night I prepared the fiber. And Friday, I spun my heart out. I could not believe the color!!! It was like oatmeal with faint, soft, subtle golden undertones. There is no way on earth that I could ever make such an amazing color with that much depth in a dye pot!

Saturday, I finished spinning and plied the yarn. Sunday I washed the yarn to set the twist. It was cold in the house so it took two days for it to dry. And when it did, I went picture crazy! The yarn was just beautiful, with a slight halo starting to develop similar to angora.

Here's a close-up of the finished yarn.

Handspun "Anna" Yarn piled up into a work of art!

I finally put the camera down and twisted the yarn into a skein. I put a label on it making for a lovely decorative keepsake. Handspun "Anna" Yarn is on it's way home!

Three Bunnies Plus One

Have a look at Him, Studmuffin Extraordinaire!

I am Three Bunnies Yarn Co. because I have three angora bunnies; two girls and one boy. They live outside in rabbit condo's skillfully made by a master craftsman (my husband) and they are fenced in to prevent predators from entering their domain. It is a safe and secure way of life that allows my bunnies to be hardier stock.

I handle them daily: feeding watering grooming, etc... The girls are typically uninterested in me, but the male seems to enjoy my attention. You can imagine my surprise on Monday, when I went to feed them. The girls were making sounds like little piglets and they were all over me. I was thrilled! Finally, they too found me interesting!

And then it happened. It all became clear. Something white moved out of the corner of my eye. It was in bunnyville's fenced perimeter, so I could not imagine what it was. And then, quick as a rabbit, it hopped over to me, a Himalayan rabbit. Where he came from, you ask? I have absolutely no idea. But what is even more puzzling is how in the world he got into their impenetrable fenced enclosure! Nonetheless, their he was, and I say he because at the sight of him, my girls balistic behavior intensified ten-fold. Alas, their joy was not for me, it was for him.

And so he is called Him, my Three Bunnies Plus One, newest resident and lady killer.