I am spinning again
I stopped spinning in earnest about seven years ago. Mirrix, family and then politics got in the way. I just didn’t have the stretch of hours necessary to clean and wash the fleece, dye the fleece, comb and card the fleece and then spin it. I had forgotten the bliss of standing in front of dye pots and making color magic. But you can literally stand there for hours. An entire day will disappear and you find colored fleece hanging everywhere in the house. The next step is to blend those colors either with a drum carder or combs. Then comes the spinning. I still love spinning but there is a point where I’ve had enough. It’s good for watching movies. Yesterday I spent probably six hours straight spinning and watched two movies. My son asked me if I was serial movie watching. Yeah, well I was. And spinning frantically.