I have been feeling a little “off” lately, slightly out of step for some reason. I am enjoying my spinning – I now have a modified long draw for this fibre that makes me feel highly adept and very clever. I can’t help grinning when I spin. All the same, it’s a little like having eaten a nutritious meal but still lacking the satisfaction of a naughty pudding – as though there is no taste to it. I pondered this as I was spinning this afternoon. Suddenly light dawned.
Colourless and boring. It’s like having all bread — and no jam.
This probably explains why I was lusting over this yesterday…
…and asking why I should want it so badly when I could make my own.
So, I’ve been eyeing this up…
… and that empty wheel over in the corner.
Yes, it would slow the sweater spinning project but a girl needs some cheer in her life, you know?
Now, the question is: will I succumb?