I even have, for maybe the first time in my life, 4 pair of jeans that fit, in my closet, all at one time. Leslie has taken it upon herself to be my personal shopper and so I have spent dozens of dollars on clothing recently.
I have been spinning and even attended the All-Missouri Spin-In a few weeks ago. Tuesday past I visited the Columbia Weavers and Spinners Guild with my new friend Julie. Julie is a new spinner to whom I gave a spindling lesson last month. She just bought a Louet S10, used, and is already spinning and plying on it. Some people. Sheesh.
Raining lots around here, but no flooding or tornados. More due here shortly.
Have you seen anyone actually wearing these boots? Oh. My.When I first saw them, I thought of those shoes from the middle ages whose points were so long that they were tied to the leg. Then I thought of the Leningrad Cowboys.
Everything has suddenly begun the shift towards Spring. The willow trees were first, as always, to show leaf green, then the flowering trees bloomed, and now many other trees are leafing. Grass has been mowed, and the fields look so healthy when compared to the miserable crops of last year's drought.
My allergies are causing trouble, so I have begun taking generic Zyrtec and that is helping. Saw my allergist yesterday, and took the pulmonary breathing test. The results, when compared to last year's in January, show a marked improvement in capacity and flow. So maybe those shots are helping after all.
I have found a tiny knitting/crochet group here in town that meets twice monthly. There were four of us on Sunday afternoon. There is interest there in a spindling lesson, and I am more than willing to oblige.
I am going to the All Missouri Spin-In this Saturday in Boonville, MO. I won't know a soul there, but when I go in carrying my wheel, I know I will be among friends. Really am looking forward to it. The following week brings the Lake of the Ozarks Fiber Fest and I hope to attend. What I really want to get is a sheep fleece, as I have this desire to touch and smell the real and raw thing then turn it into a sweater.
I have been preparing and spinning and dyeing and knitting mohair. I sent this stole to my sister-in-law in Georgia, and am working on another in shades of black and gray. It is essentially the reliable dishcloth pattern, expanded.
I am feeling very well; walking the dogs daily, eating right for the most part, and keeping the weight off. Mental health is also very good. Heart seems okay.
I got a playmate for Bunny Boo Boo. Baby is still nameless, although I like both Happy Happy and Cocoa.
The Frankensox, the ones I cut the tops off of and reknit the heels and feet. Not exactly what I had planned, but still nice and certainly wearable. That is the new cat, Sluggo. She is a stray that we fed all last summer, outside, until one bitterly cold night in December, when she insisted on being an inside cat.
I made four drop spindles, each a little different as I was trying out techniques. The whorls are Fimo, 3" across mounted on 1/4" dowel rods. I used an earring hook on one, twisted wire on another, and largish jump rings on the other two. I took each for a test drive and they spin well, and although they're not perfectly balanced, they are purty darn close.
Otherwise, I have been indulging in preparing and spinning mohair, then dyeing and knitting. Pictures of that later.