Once upon a time, I bought some carded wool and a drop spindle, and made a bunch of yarn that I knitted into a baby blanket. Then the baby was born, and I never spun yarn again. True story.
That was 9 years ago.
The other day, our wonderful Amazon overlords said to me, “You want to buy this.”
I looked at it and exclaimed, “Yes I do!”
I absolutely love the color combination of pink and yellow, and the way they blend together into a scrumptious rose gold. Too irresistible!
So I placed the order and dug out my drop spindle for a revival.
Last week I mentioned that I prefer working on fiddly crafts, and this is one of them.
I’ve also got a lace tee that I’m crocheting, a t shirt that I’m decorating with embroidery, and a button up shirt that I’m sewing for my husband. What can I say? I’m totally out of control.
I know what you’re thinking, and the answer is that housework is so 2019. That’s how I have time for all of this. Ha ha. (I also make the kids earn their screen time by doing chores)
The real reason for writing this post:
As an author, I have a compulsion to spin yarns — in one form or another.