Something we’ll call Impatience told me it would be . . .

faster? more convenient? easier?

. . . to spin the first length of my art yarn on a spindle. Yeah. Well, not exactly right. However, we’ll skip over the difficulties of arriving at the tiny amount of yarn on the left-hand spindle in the photo below. The yarn on the right-hand spindle was much easier. It’s a bunch of stretched out silk “hankies” spun onto a lightweight spindle. It was fun to spin. The left-hand spindle wasn’t exactly fun, but there it is.

Two spindles of colorful singles waiting to be plied.

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I’ve been listening to David Copperfield, read by my favorite audio book reader, Tadhg Hynes. (Tadhg is pronounced like the first syllable of tiger.) It’s a long book—1.3 days, according to iTunes—so I’ve been listening for quite a while.

While I listen to Dickens’ yarn, I spin yarn of my own. It’s amazing what I’ve accomplished in less than 1.3 days (I haven’t finished the book yet).

Merino on the wheel

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We got rid of a bunch of stuff today (Saturday). Company’s coming next week and we must have room to unfold the hide-a-bed couch. Stacks of stuff were loaded into the car (Polly had to stay home because there wasn’t room for her) and we drove to D.I. (Deseret Industries–local thrift store). About six guys (it took six) swarmed our car and unloaded everything quick as a wink. All those books and DVDs and old clothes and other rummage that had been piling up like a castle in the middle of the downstairs floor for–what? like, five months–were gone, poof, like Brigadoon. Read More →