- My mother had six fleeces that she wanted me to do something with (they were given to her years ago and she'd just gotten them back from being cleaned and carded).
- My dear friend Jenny was selling her wheels.
How could I refuse? I bought Jenny's Babe wheel, asked my mother to drop off the first fleece, and started spinning.
I can't stop. See this?
That's two big-ass bobbins of 3-ply bulky wool I made. I've done one more since that picture was taken, and I'm about half a singles-bobbin away from starting more plying.
Did I mention that I've had the wheel for less than a week?
Her name is Babette, and she's going to be painted sometime in the next month, assuming I can stop spinning for a few days.
Yeah, right.
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