Best-laid plans went slightly awry today and I only have time for a very abbreviated post. And with the lateness of the hour, my morning brain didn’t have the gumption to write the planned book review for my recently finished reading selection. Hence, plan B was called upon to be put into action. Continue reading “Midweek Photofinish”
It is ever so sad the lack of progress I’ve made (you need to look for it with a magnifying glass) with my Spunky Eclectic Club spinning.
All I did in the last two weeks was finish one bobbin of the February 2016 Farmer’s (BFL) Sheepswool in “Aspens.” Then I did manage to spin two of my fiber nests onto bobbin two. Lastly I prepped half of the March 2016 Po-Mo-Silk in “Black Pillar” bump in fiber nests and plunked them into a ziploc bag for safe keeping. Continue reading “Fiber Friday Not So Fab”
Besides not getting a lot of knitting done this week, even less was accomplished with my fiber and on the spinning side. Only 1 oz (quarter of the February 2016 Spunky Eclectic Club bump) is on a bobbin. It’s Farmer’s (BFL) Sheepswool in “Aspens.” But I do find spinning extremely relaxing and therapeutic, which might come in handy as we wait to see how Irma’s journey through Florida shakes out. Continue reading “Fiber Friday”
Over the years, The Prophet, aka college son, seldom requested hand-knit items. There was an authentic Gryffindor scarf to honor his love for Harry Potter along with matching socks. And then a Flame Hat in Tampa Bay Lightning colors. [Unfortunately with selective hearing someone didn’t hear the direction to not wash the hat in a washing machine…felted and shrunk to the point it doesn’t even fit a five-year-old’s head. Tried to show scale in the picture with the Torie & Howard candy container and the small pepper mill.] Continue reading “Fiber Friday”
More than eight years ago, I challenged myself to learn how to spin my own yarn…basically born from the fact that I wanted to have the luxury of making sure that the vision of a Noah’s Ark pairing of yarn and knitting matched in my imagination. Many times I discovered a pattern that I desperately wanted to knit, but only to go into the rainy-day pattern binder until the right yarn came along to coincide with the image in my head.
Solution: spin my own yarn. Continue reading “The Spin Doctor Is In”