I promised myself I wouldn’t do it. Sure, I would probably enjoy it. I might even be good at it one day. But I was going to exhibit enormous self restraint and NOT do it. I had enough things to occupy the non-existent free time in my life. Adding another activity would not help the situation.
Unfortunately, when steeling my resolve, I did not take into account the collective influence of those who have already succumbed to the call of the wheel.
So, on Saturday, I gave in and learned to spin. Well, perhaps learned is a bit too generous. I had my first lesson, discovered that I needed lots of practice before I produced anything knitworthy, and concluded that I most definitely was already addicted and NEEDED my own wheel as soon as possible.
Amy was kind enough to host a number of us at her Spunky Eclectic shop in Lisbon, ME on Saturday. The spot is beautiful. Outside the shop there are rolling fields stretching out in the distance. Large trees provided welcome shade as we sat on her patio in the ridiculous heat and played with wool.
And she taught me to spin!


(Thanks Bridget for wielding the camera and capturing my first attempt!)
Ever since I’ve been considering just which wheel I want and when I can justify buying one.
The afternoon included a tour of Amy’s new space. There was fiber everywhere!
Check this out. The tip of a fiber iceberg.

That would be a small part of 500lbs of yarn.
I was in heaven. Thanks Amy!