I knew it was only a matter of time. In the last few years I have taken knitting from a casual hobby to a lifestyle choice. I’m fairly certain if you cut into me, I would bleed super wash wool (to keep it from felting as it circulates of course). So when a friend from my weekly knitting group invited me to her monthly spinning circle, I think we both knew it was the beginning of the end of my spinning-free lifestyle.
Not that I didn’t want to go down this particular rabbit hole. Or at least try it out. I have been mesmerized by the idea of drop spindles since I first spied them in a yarn shop. Spinning wheels are beautiful and hand spun yarn is amazing, but the idea of taking your spinning with you and basically spinning a top as you wander the city? Curiouser and curiourser to me. Plus some of the drop spindles out there are really beautiful. But I knew what would happen if I started spinning and that would not be an inexpensive addition to my hobby. Plus, where am I going to store all the new things that I would have to purchase?
Alas, I finally gave in and tried it today. There I was, happily knitting my overdue Christmas socks when one of the spinners passed around an itty-bitty drop spindle. I’m a sucker for tiny, working versions of real objects. And I really, really tried to just pass it along when it was shared around the circle. “Try it!” the other spinners encouraged. So my friend showed me how it works. and it was magic. And I made yarn.
Look! It’s a tiny little scrap of yarn. I made it and it was fun. Consider that rabbit hole visited. Now, how do I break this to the husband?
Are you a spinner? What tips do you have for someone looking to begin? Let me know in the comments.