Spinning out of control

I think I might be losing my mind. I’m certainly losing time, only an hour of which I can blame on Dubyah. Yesterday I turned the blue and pink of this: Into this: It’s a single-ply, rather lightweight wool. I made it from the stuff I bought for needle felting. I discovered this winter that…

April, come she will

I have just either jinxed us for the next two months or provided a catalyst for spring’s arrival, as this morning I ordered the seeds for our veggie garden from Vesey’s. Which way my luck swings should be evident in the coming weeks. Last year’s food garden worked out pretty well on a limited scale,…

Woolly weekend, part 3 (warm and spinning)

Sunday was simply gorgeous. It was a balmy five degrees Celsius and things melted in a big way. I’d say, judging by the trunks of the trees on the front lawn, that we lost a foot of snow. It was fabulous. We did a bunch of household things (emptying compost, hacking snow in the driveway,…

Woolly weekend, part 2 (Saturday)

John and I have been itching to get the heck outta Dodge for a while now and when Saturday dawned, bringing sun and clear roads, we ran a couple of errands and hit the highway. Our destination was two-fold; the studio of a hand-spinner whom I know through the NL Craft Council who lives in…

Woolly weekend, part 1 (wool store)

As I mentioned on Friday, Katherine and I went to a wool store (Wool Trends, 238 Hamilton Avenue). I was looking for some new yarn as (and I hesitate to even say this as I know true knitters will cross themselves or mutter incantations against my influence) I was completely out of yarn for a…