Woot! There is now only one more day until the DFW Fiber Fest. I’ve been counting down the days since, well, I think since January. I’ve pinched my pennies in anticipation, and now I get to go spend some dough!
Is it really Monday already? What happened to the weekend? I feel like I blinked and it was just gone!
I said yesterday I refrained from spinning at work because all had righted itself in my office, at least for me. Well, that didn’t last. The righted lasted; I mean the not spinning at work. I totally did pull out the roving and spin a bit during my lunch break.
This is, I have to admit, the first time I’ve knit with handspun yarn. Well, at least as far as I know. (Is Malabrigo handspun? It might be; I don’t know). I have to say, the experience is quite different from what I expected. Could be, though, because of working with yarn I spun on my own and not exceptionally well, too.
I did it! Well, sort of. I’m not sure if my excitement is totally appropriate considering all the kinks and unevenness. Somehow, though, I’m still pleased.
I’ve taken to spinning more than I thought I ever would. After buying the kit two or so years ago and barely using it, I figured spinning just wasn’t in my stars. Lately, though, I seem to have a need to pick it up whenever I have a spare moment.
I don’t know what it is, if it’s not liking the yarn as much as the Malabrigo or being proven that lace really is ugly at first, but I’m not loving this shawl as much as the yellow one. The cotton is soft and it’s not rope-like; I hesitate to blame the yarn at all, really. There’s just something I’m not loving. Oh, well. I signed on this long, I really can’t quit now.