Spinning. . .
I've been doing some spinning lately, trying to work with some of the merino/tencel ZMrK bought for me from The Sheep Shed.
I'm still overtwisting a bit, and I'm still not always certain I know what the heck I'm doing. My plan is to spin this thin and then ply it. I don't know how to ply but I'll figure it out. Then I'll make myself some socks.
I'm having fun learning. I can read and read all I want about it, but it never clicks until I start doing. That happens with knitting too. Once it clicks, it clicks forever.
I got some yarn today from the Mind's Eye Yarns sock club:
The colors match one of ZMrK's Ben Sherman shirts. You know what I am going to do, right?
Meanwhile, remember the nesting ball I bought at NH Sheep and Wool?
This is what it looks like today:
I don't know if the elements made it fuzzy, or if the birds have been picking off it, but it's still cool when you take a macro shot of the insides:
Meanwhile, ZMrK just says "eff you!" to blorange cats:
She's been laying some real stinkbombs in the cat box lately! I guess it wasn't just Zelia's tendency to not burying making the place stinky.