carders, drop spindle and my handspun New Zealand wool
I have been looking for my carders, drop spindle, and first spun wool ever since He-who-moves-stuff-and-then-forgets-Where put it in a new place for me. After a few years in hiding, it has been found, and all is well.
Tonight I began spinning some kool-aid dyed wool I had on hand, and I can say with certainty that I am out of practice. I’m glad I have over 3 ozs. to practice on. Also I have never worked with ready to spin wool. I think I need to open it up more. The dense spots make lumps. I have put it aside until tomorrow. I may look at a youtube video on the subject and then practice some more. Practice is the only way to get better.
Last night I attended the Guild meeting at Esther’s Place in Big Rock. We had some special guests–Allison, who teachers tatting, and a group of women who were there to continue with their tatting lessons. Even though I will not be jumping on the tatting wagon, I am glad that there are others who are keeping tatting alive. I am also glad that my aunt Erica knows how to make bobbin lace. She has made many beautiful pieces. Long live the older needle arts!
A big thank you to David and Laura who sent me the novel The Knitting Fairy for my birthday. I am going to keep this short so I can get back to the book. I will probably review it in this space when I finish it.
I will also post a few pictures of my Ashford traditional spinning wheel. I am happy to have it. It’s a fine machine. I look forward to knitting with my own hand spun yarn before too long.
If May flowers are in proportion to April showers, we will be enjoying torrents of flowers in a few weeks.
Ashford Traditional spinning wheel
the lazy kate
yarn spun from a fleece from one of my Uncle James’ sheep
Linda G. Knits 