We live on a small farm about two hours north of Toronto with our son, seven French Bulldogs (a breed that is committed to eating anything made of pine in our pine-themed kitchen), a cat (of no specific breed other than that one that is committed to destroying fabric furniture anywhere in the house except the kitchen), and three Blue-crowned Motmots (a species committed to crickets, worms and blueberries).
The small flock of merinos that came with us to our current location are no more, we having learned that this wonderful breed of sheep, that produces the yarn that is the basis of The Yarns of Rhichard Devrieze, is not suited the the four distinct seasons we have. Missed much, but we have a multitude of marvellous memories, hundreds of photos, paintings, and still one fleece to be hand-spun one day.
In our almost 37 years together, Rhichard has gone from chocolate maker, to maker of wreaths of dried flowers and dried herbs, to freight forwarder and customs broker, to hand-spinner, to hand-weaver, to importer of foreign fleeces and fibres, to producer of one-of-a-kind-hand-woven coats, jackets, vests, scarves and twice-woven rugs, to the principal dyer for a well-known company, to 'his own thing'. And, during much of this time, Robert worked for two levels of government as a biologist, program manager, endangered species protection officer, and quit to focus on raising our son.
The Yarns of Rhichard Devrieze and rhichard.com represent our celebration of strategic engagement, with each other, with extended family and friends, and with individuals who share our passion for nature, art, domestic animals, and all things yarn. In all these things, social media is such a boon.
Please engage. Please enjoy.
The "Gang" and I feeding the Kois