Spinning: the mediator

Knitting and I have been fighting for awhile now over sock v 2.0. I'm now kicking (no pun intended) a very bad case of second sock syndrome due to tricksy tricky kitchner grafting and a very unpretty scene with double pointed needles, and am ready to pick up the needles again.

Not because knitting talked first, but because spinning intervened.

Enter my as yet-unnamed but still well-loved spinning wheel.




We fought at first, bitterly. Like the kind of fights that results in balls of tangled roving, tears and the words "I said z-twist, not s-twist!"

Anyway, after much patience, we've learned to work together, and the results....well...




I started with this: 80% merino wool and 20% Tuscan silk. If I could sleep naked in a bed of this stuff, I would. But that would be a waste. That became this:



Two full bobbins of sorta slubby, but overall well-spun singles. Anyway, the slubbiness made for great texture when these became this:



Three skeins of this stuff...drying on hangers and doorknobs in my bathroom.




I love the smell of wet wool, seriously. Now the only question is what to do with it all.