A Tweed – 144 yd Singles
A Bamboo Blend – 484 yd 2-ply
3 Weights of Sammy – GCN Ramswool
Laceweight Sally 2-ply GCN – 410 yd
Bobbin Ends Plied Together – 7o yd GCN & Alpaca
When Gracie Met Sally – 50 yd 2-ply CVM / GCN
Artie Picked Locks!
Well, she didn’t actually pick them. Artemis, our crone Kitty, knows a good thing. I spent hours picking cedar tree needles out of this GCN, and she said – “SOFT!” She’s right. Now, I have to spin it. This is going on to the same bobbin. Same bobbin of laceweight singles. In other words…the never ending bobbin. 14,000 yards at least by now. I’ve been spinning every day, I HAVE! Really! Just wasn’t worth taking a picture showing yet one more micron of fiber. HA!
Tomorrow is a rest day. I’m undecided. Maybe I’ll take it. Maybe not. We shall see. I’ll tell you one thing, though. When this bobbin is filled…I’m gonna spin a big fat colorful yarn. Oh yeah.
As all you Tour de France junkies know, there are 2 rest days scheduled in every race. This year, the rest days are the 11th and 18th of July. Those of us spinning the Tour de Fleece take the same days off. I used yesterday to organize, reorganize, put away piles of fiber I’d “thought about” spinning, and pulled out others I am going to spin. And like all days off…well…in my world, there’s no such thing. So…by this afternoon, I have a skein to offer. Part of my cape project. Another 5.75 oz…374 yards on the nose. Worsted seems so fast to spin after days of eeny weeny singles!
Listening to Nixon in China (John Adams) 1987 Nonesuch. Whoo hooo!
What do you get when you spin a garbagecan yarn of Merino, Alpaca, Gulf Coast Native, Rhode Island Red, Partridge Rock, cotton and CVM? You get yarn with feathers! This is some soft stuff. I used the downy baby feathers from the Reds (russet) and my Rock (black).
Artemis Wearing Chicken Yarn Stole
This old lady is so patient and good. She enjoys modelling for mama. At 16, she can get away with wearing this!
Sally is next up. Well…I don’t have any more Holly clean and ready to spin. See the thing is…our A/C died. This is Florida. It’s Hot. We did some research and determined that a new compressor for our old A/C would cost about the same as a few wall units. So, we did what any red-blooded Americans would do…we went to Lowe’s and picked up a wall unit.
When we got home, it was 95 degrees in the house. That was at 5:00. It is now 9:19, and the temp is down to 90. The way our house is situated, (don’t blame us, we didn’t stick it here), the afternoon sun gets worse and worse until sunset. Well, we should expect the temp to plummet fairly soon. But, til then. Ack.
Anyway…this is all i could accomplish, and I want a medal for it, at that. This is about 4 ounces of “Sally” – blonde GC ewe. Mmm.
Maybe I’ll get to spin her tonight. And just maybe I’ll let y’all in on a secret too. But not right now. Right now, it’s time to post this pic.