This week, something has flipped in my head like a switch. Suddenly, my knitting attracts me not at all, and all I want to do is spin.
I started out by plying some singles that have been waiting for attention for months.
The plying took quite a lot of time. Probably 5 or 6 hours. I should start tracking this sort of thing.
I had some leftover Cathedral singles. Casting about, I found some leftover natural bi-color BFL singles. So I plied them with that. Three cheers for using up random singles from my stash.
All that plying was so much fun. I just couldn’t stop. But I’d run out of things to ply (or so I thought.)
So I dug into my fiber stash and came out with three bundles of fiber crying for attention:
- Dragonfly from Fiber Fanatic: A sparkly green bat of wool, mohair, silk and sparkles.
- A braid o 50/50 wool and llama, which the shop owner assured me was pure pleasure to spin.
- The remains of a rather large ball of silver Romney/Perendale. I love this stuff. It just wants to be yarn. It spins itself.
I decided to experiment with my long-draw technique, which I’ve been neglecting. It took longer than I would have thought to remind my body how to do it. How to feel the yarn grabbing and hooking into itself. How to pull at the right moment. I’ve only ever seen this in videos, so I have no real idea if I’m doing this right. Here’s are some addition fruits-of -the-wheel from the last week:
With all this spinning I’ve been doing, I’m very glad that I asked for a bobbin winder for Christmas.
*Pant, pant, pant*
After plying that lovely blue-green BFL last night, I just didn’t want to be done. So I went upstairs and plucked a ball of Polwarth top from my stash. After spinning two bobbins full of long-draw singles, I felt ready to try spinning worsted again. This fiber seems to want to be spun tight and smooth.
This should take me a while.