I spent a good chunk of today sitting on my front porch with Maddy, my spinning wheel. It was a gorgeous day and I wanted to be outside…but I also wanted to spin, so I did both.
It got me a few looks as vehicles passed by and my neighbour paused at one point to ask if “that thing really works?” to which I said “Uh huh.”
I forget sometimes how odd spinning seems to those who know nothing about it.
So, I sat on my porch and started working with a heathered red 100% wool roving. A good amount of time was spent fussing with the tension as the darn yarn kept breaking as though I hadn’t spun it enough to give it strength.
To Spin or not to Spin…Red & Turquoise for the win!
I spent a good chunk of today sitting on my front porch with Maddy, my spinning wheel. It was a gorgeous day and I wanted to be outside…but I also wanted to spin, so I did both.
It got me a few looks as vehicles passed by and my neighbour paused at one point to ask if “that thing really works?” to which I said “Uh huh.”
I forget sometimes how odd spinning seems to those who know nothing about it.
So, I sat on my porch and started working with a heathered red 100% wool roving. A good amount of time was spent fussing with the tension as the darn yarn kept breaking as though I hadn’t spun it enough to give it strength.
Spinning: A New Addiction…and zombie wool!
(This entry is a bit picture heavy…gallery at the end for the post)
Did I pull you in to read this post with the “Zombie Wool” comment?
I did, didnt I!
It’s an accurate reference…and is explained somewhere in this post ;). I promise!