$500Years ago, after a day of sheep shearing at my sister’s ranch, I came home with a treasure-a large bag of very smelly, dirty wool, which I cleaned, carded, dyed and stored. Memories of that sunny day surfaced as perfect hues emerged from the depths of a bin. For contrast, a starry night. The pieces met the goals of the project and my goal of restricting work to only those materials found in my stash. The pieces bring back the cherished memories of that special day, sharing in the sheep shearing and spending quality time with my sister.