I’ve been resisting the urge to learn to spin for a long time now. To borrow a phrase, resistance is futile.
There was a book sale a while back, and I bought this:
Yes, a person with no spindle, no fiber, and no time bought this book. That was in the summer.
At the retreat in Gananoque in November, I think I spent too much time talking to Robin. She has sheep. And a llama. She brought a variety of fiber for sale. I ended up with about 200g of Hamish & Morag (llama & sheep respectively, I believe). It’s 75% Polwarth, 25% llama.
I didn’t have a spindle. That was soon fixed. I bought a wee Golding in cherry:
While I waited for the spindle, I read Abby’s book. The spindle arrived on Monday night. I started playing on Monday night. By Tuesday night, I had done this:
I’m not sure where this is leading, but it sure is fun so far, and I don’t even really know what I’m doing yet. Francine (who you’ve probably seen as my model for a couple of patterns) is going to be helping me learn what to do. Oh, and I’ve watched Abby too.
Good for you! I’m still afraid to try it. Got some books at the library this week though. Happy spinning!