Last weekend was the first weekend in months where I didn’t have either A) leftover work from the work week or B) a big event planned. I would go mad if more of my weekends were that unscheduled, but as a once-in-a-while thing, I have to say, it was pretty great.
I ended up doing SO MUCH FIBER STUFF just with things I had on hand, you would not believe it. In fact, I will have to split it up into several posts just to cover it all.
To me, the most remarkable thing that happened this weekend was that I unearthed my drop spindle and spun. Spinned? Span? Did spinning.
It surprised me because I had long ago decided that spinning just didn’t interest me. For about three months I was diligent about spending 15-30 minutes a day working with the drop spindle. I won’t say I got good at it, but I achieved a certain base level of competency at the task. And then I just… didn’t feel like it anymore.
I have no idea what possessed me to start up again, almost a year after I abandoned the pastime. I was sitting on the couch watching something on TV that wasn’t gripping me. And suddenly I thought, “I should dig out that drop spindle and do some spinning.” And I did, and it was pretty fun.
To start, I finished plying up the stuff I had been halfway through plying when I boxed everything up last summer.
This was a bunch of mixed fibers from a spinning workshop on silk, various permutations of wool and different kinds of silk. It’s such a hodgepodge of different fiber blends, I’m honestly surprised it turned out as relatively even as it did. Parts of it look remarkably yarn-like.
Not sure what I’ll do with 20 yards (17 grams) of finished yarn, but there you have it.