Dale & Dolly – A Wheel for Spinning Part 1

Tuesday Funnies!

“Dale and Dolly” is the collaborative work of The Bookworm and I. After I sketch out my idea in goofy little stick figures and scrawled lines of dialog, I hand it over to my twelve year old daughter who works her magic. Her attention to detail and sense of humor make this comic strip what it is and I give her all the credit for this amazing series.  

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Elizabeth

Spinning just got a whole lot more exciting!

My Ashford Elizabeth I came via UPS yesterday. She is 15 years old and has a couple of quirks, but I love her! She has such charming features – like the little cubby hole for the threading hook –

plus it is double drive and scotch tensioned. I learned how to spin with scotch tension, so I found it interesting to set up this wheel for double drive. I don’t know which I prefer, yet.

So, as much as I should be doing housework, laundry, and other responsible adult activities today, I hope to spend most of my time right here-

in front of my new wheel. It is heaven, I tell you.

Fiber in progress is Dear Husband Fine Merino Norway Girl seconds (got it for a deal because it has more brown in it than the dyer had inteneded.) Going to learn to chain ply with this one. Woohoo! 

Obsessed? Who, Me?

Only a mere three days of spinning wheel bliss remaining before my buddy comes to take it away.

I have lots to show for its time here, though.

I turned this 80/20 superwash merino/silk (Family Pendragon April Club “Miss Giraffe”)

into this.

I turned this 75/25 BFL/silk (Mosaic Moon May club, “cerrunos”)

into this

And this Family Pendragon Mystic MCN Roving, “Inner Wild”

into this.

(It kind of feels like magic)

Then there was that other one. I won’t show you the other one. It is still too painful. I put it in hot water and forgot about it for about 12 hours. The colors bled and it slightly felted and it is horribly ugly. Add to that my inexperience and you get a really and truly ugly yarn. I hid it in the back of my yarn cabinet behind some gorgeous Malabrigo and it is going to stay there until the sting of failure has been soothed by the balm of time.

For now, I still have this yet to spin (Mosaic Moon BFL/Silk “Blue Louvre”)

And this. (corriedale roving, undyed, from Wildcard Fiber Arts)

(I know that this last one isn’t all colorful and knock-your-socks-off-gorgeous, but I am saving it for last because I really want an Estonian lace shawl out of this. It is going to be fabulous!)

But this one, this gorgeous 50/50 silk/superwash merino from Family Pendragon (May club colorway “heartwood”) is going to my beloved knitting buddy who left her spinning wheel at my house for two whole weeks in a successful attempt to spoil me beyond all reason and fan the embers of spinning curiosity into a raging blaze of passion. Hehehe.

All of this is so wonderful, but the best spinning moment so far was this one (a photo that I already shared on Facebook, I know).

My Dancing Queen is addicted, too.

I gotta get me a spinning wheel!

 

Sinking Ever Deeper

When I picked up a drop spindle for the first time, I was hooked. I thought that I could just drop spindle my way to happiness for years to come.

Then I sat down in front of a friends spinning wheel last week and I knew that it was going to drag me even deeper into this whole spinning thing.

Yesterday I spun all afternoon on an Ashford Traditional. I turned this

Mosaic Moon Fiber Club May 2012 75/25 BFL/silk in the Cerrunos colorway

into this

Interestingly enough, it didn’t feel like any of that drop spindling translated into making me a good wheel spinner. I found it very difficult to get the hang of the whole process – like I was patting my head and rubbing my tummy – and the first few yards of this skien are just horrid.

Next week, when my buddy comes over to knit, she is going to bring her wheel so that I can finish this 4 oz braid. I can’t wait. It is all that I can think about. I dreamt about it last night. I woke up this morning twitching with desire.

Yup. I got it bad.


(anybody want to send me an Ashford Elizabeth?)