I’ve got a bit more handspun loveliness for you today, my friends. Are you getting tired of all the pretty yarns yet? Does anyone think I have an unhealthy obsession with spinning? (that might be true) Nevertheless, I’m still in the first stage of infatuation with my new wheel, so spinning is currently beating out knitting as my favorite thing to do when I’m by myself. (although all bets are off when it becomes watermelon sock time. I’m just going to have to finish all my other projects first.) Side note on the new wheel: I feel like she needs a name. Do people name their spinning wheels? Is this a thing? She’s just got so much personality (as well as being tiny and cute) that I feel like she deserves one.
Anyway, back to my spinning adventures. You guys know about Woolgatherings, right? If not, go educate yourselves. They dye absolutely stupendous spinning fiber. Their colors are beautiful, with long repeats that bring so much joy to my heart. The preparation is also beautiful, with fibers drafting easily and smoothly. No unladylike language was used during the spinning of this roving. It was a beautiful dream. You wanna see it, right? Well, this was what I started with:
I tried to spin very fine, but I’m still getting used to my new wheel and I only spun moderately fine. I wanted to keep those scrumptious colors together, so I Navajo plied it on my big spindle. (I refuse to chain ply on the wheel. It upsets me.) Also, the fiber is Blue-faced Leicester and silk, so it’s a trifle grabby. I don’t mind that it’s a bit thicker than I wanted, because look!
I think it looks like pretty autumn leaves or striations in sedimentary rock, but when Greg saw it he thought it looked like blackberry lemonade, and it just stuck. (probably because I want it to be blackberry season reeeeeally badly.) Also, unlike many of my other spinning projects, it knows exactly what it wants to be! (I’ve already downloaded the pattern and everything) It’s going to be the Age of Brass and Steam kerchief! I’ve been wanting to knit this for ages, and the yarn spoke to me, (metaphorically. If my yarn starts actually talking to me, I’m headed right for straight jacket land.) and it demanded to be this! It also happened to be precisely the correct weight and yardage. (230 yards of DK weight.) I love it when stuff works out like that. What do you think about my selection? I’m always open to other opinions 🙂