I know, I know. It's been a while. I kinda fell off the face of the Earth, as I usually do in the yarn world immediately following Christmas. This past Christmas totally kicked my ass. Since then, I have been quietly been working on a batch of wool that I bought in Colonial Williamsburg. To be honest, it isn't the easiest wool to spin. Those colonial sheep in their little tricorn hats certainly do not spin like merino. But, I am hoping to wrap it up in March. While I haven't been spinning at my usual pace, I haven't slowed the buying portion. I have been buying llama, alpaca, merino, and angora fleece. Our house has more animal hair in it than a petting zoo. And, I did pick up some knitting projects lately, as a yarny alternative. So, that's something.
So, I am gradually working on my triumphant return. And, it can be expected that my addictive personality will leave me spinning and concocting dyes during any and all free time as soon as I get back to normal. But right now, it is back to that original feeling of spinning as a hobby. Once everything kicks into high gear, that feeling turns into panic and deadlines and stress. That's why I have to ease back in. And, this old timey sheep was a bad choice--five more skeins to go.
