Once upon a time a knitter decided she wanted to make her own yarn. So she bought a spindle and some roving and learned to spin.
Pretty soon she got decent at spinning with a spindle and wanted to spin faster. She wanted to buy a wheel, but alas, her yarn budget was small, and if she bought an expensive wheel she would not be able to buy yarn for 8 years. So the knitter contented herself with her drop spindle.
But then one day as she was perusing the interwebs she saw something shiny! It was a spinning wheel not too far from her that was much more affordable than usual. Tentatively she contacted the seller. After a brief conversation they decided to meet to discuss a sale. The knitter and her fiancé met with the seller and the knitter was so charmed that she bought the spinning wheel on the spot.
She took it home and now she spins on it every evening after work.
Once upon a time a knitter became curious about spinning. So she went out and bought some roving and a spindle and tried her hand at this new craft. Her spinning wasn’t very even or very good, but it was hers and she loved it.
Very soon she hopes to make a hat out of the yarn she made.
This past weekend I went camping with my fiancé and his brother and sisters. We packed our bags, added more stuff and then repacked, and then it was off to the campground. After a few hours drive we arrived and hiked in. Let me tell you, hiking with a 20 lb backpack is not easy – especially when you are not used to it! In due time we reached our camping spot (ok, it was only 1/2 mile from the parking lot, but it seemed a lot longer) and set up camp. At which point I took out my spinning and spun until it was too dark to do so (since the light was bad I have no pictures of this). Then food and s’mores and sleep.
The next morning after breakfast and knitting (again, I have a lack of photographic evidence, but it’s not for lack of trying. My phone died.) we packed back up and hiked out to stash our heavy packs in the car before hiking to a neaby waterfall. This was my favourite part of the weekend. The water was cold, but we quickly got used to it. We swam and waded and even went behind the waterfall. I couldn’t help but think of the waterfall scene from The Last of the Mohicans.
Then it started to rain. Which was no big deal, since we were already wet. It rained more heavily, and then slacked off. We got out of the water, and a few minutes later it started thundering. Alas, no more swimming for us. We set off back to the vehicles.
A few hours later we were home and showered and dry and eating a wonderful dinner.
I’ve been knitting for almost 4 years now. I love it, of course, but most of that time I have been knitting alone. I don’t have a lot of friends who knit, and it can be a little lonely. I feel like I’m living inside my head a lot. Recently I needed specific needles for a project, needles that the big box store I went to didn’t carry. So in desperation I searched for a yarn store near me. Little did I know that the search would change my life.
The yarn store is wonderful. Beautiful yarn, the needles I needed, and nice people. The lady at the store was so friendly, making sure I had the needles I needed and telling me about the events the store was hosting. They have several knit nights a week and a spinning group! I’m hooked! (Literally)
I don’t have enough time to knit. So obviously I need another craft to take up my (already precious) knitting time. I’ve started spinning! And I couldn’t be more pleased. I find spinning to be meditative but challenging, in many of the same ways that knitting is.