I picked up a long abandoned spindle today and spun for an hour while we listened to "Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me" on the radio. The spindle had quite a bit of fiber already on it, but I thought I could add a bit more before winding off.
I was wrong.
The spindle was too heavy for the size of the thread. It fell to the wood floor, bounced, and repositioned all the fiber. I tried to make repairs, but finally gave up. I took it to the ball winder to try to wind it off, but gave up. I pulled the yarn off the spindle, admired it, frowned a bit, and gave it a toss in the trash.
It was pretty, though, wasn't it?
Paul and I were able to go out for some snowshoeing.
(Girl of the House, who spent the past two days at ski meets, declined the opportunity for more outdoor time.)
(Girl of the House, who spent the past two days at ski meets, declined the opportunity for more outdoor time.)
We found a den in the pasture.
Coyote? Fox? Anyone know the distinguishing characteristics?
I love the indentation in the snow where the critter lay and soaked up the sun.
We'll keep an eye on it and see what we can determine.
And a success!
Hedgehog mittens from a kit by Morehouse Merino.
Very putzy knitting, but definitely the way to a 15 year old's heart.
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