The dream began a few years ago, when I thought it would be cool to get even closer to the origins of the fiber. I took a drop spindle class but the teacher was kind of cranky and I never did get the hang of it. So I set the idea down. Then a year or so ago, I decided to learn how to play with spinning wheels. I found another teacher, and she was cool, and the ideas she shared with me made a tiny bit of sense. So it was like I had learned a few letters of the alphabet. But with no wheel of my own, I couldn't practice. Sort of like knowing a little French but having nowhere to try out my new language skills.
My excellent teacher, Aimee, showing me how it works. |
My first yarn! Yep, I made this! |
Aimee, the amazing spinning teacher! |
My second ball of yarn. Oh this is SO FUN! |
So I picked up the wool, I took a class, I dropped in on a Spin-In the other day full of avid spinners. I am totally on my way. I love it. So fun, so relaxing, so rewarding.
Next goal: a flock of sheep in my backyard. One thing at a time. Maybe I can save that goal for 2020.
Spike
Oh, I just learned to spin, too! I bought a Kiwi2 from my instructor, after test driving a bunch of wheels. This Saturday is a Fiber Away Day - my first opportunity to spin in mixed company. I'm a little nervous!
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