I finished up the fluffy Polwarth from last week in no time at all. I think I’ve got about 120 yards in about 100g and I’m pretty sure it wants to be a cowl. For now it will have to put up with being admired and squished.
Last week I went to the Twist Fibre Festival in Québec with a friend and had a great time. We ran into another friend (hi Julie!) there who offered me a spindle for free, if I wanted it. Did I? Well of course I’ll give it a try. It’s beautiful and I’ve been playing with it while I wait at the school for the kids to get out. I’ve perhaps been a little spoiled by my Goldings, but I’m getting the hang of this spindle.
In family life, this was the first week back to school for my kids. They are in the French public board, which means that they start and end a week earlier than the English schools. The kids were quickly sorted into their classes (no hat required) and then I started getting a little more done. I celebrated with tea in this lovely mug by Teresa Wingar.
And the kids are doing fine. I did a marathon cleanout session with my daughter in her room and we disposed of a full garbage bag of stuff, a box of toys, and 3/4 of a box of recycling. I don’t know if it happened before or afterwards, but now she has a new sign on her door:
My son let me in on a little bit of insight about what is going on in his head. Here’s a quote: “Sometimes when you’re a caveman you go to the North Pole and you get frozen in a block of ice. It’s dangerous.” Then he went on to explain the dangers of dinosaurs. Those cavemen sure had a tough time.