I have been anxiously waiting for what I think are peonies to bloom along the driveway. (Correct me, dear readers, if these are not peonies.) They began to open this week, and I noticed that some of these blossoms were getting too heavy to hold up their own heads. I figured I could help with that, and gathered the droopy ones to enjoy indoors. I think I cut 6 or 7 blossoms, which I am now inhaling in every room of my tiny apartment. I miss the desert, but this is something I could never do there: take my scissors outside and cut a few fragrant flowers to lift my spirits while I work.
I heard some great live music with a friend last night, so I was out late. (I’ve mentioned Eilen Jewell here before, and my recommendation stands — she and her band have a new album out that has a bit of a rockabilly feel to it. I really appreciate that she both writes her own hauntingly sorrowful music AND reclaims old-school country-western and rock — covering Loretta Lynn, Charlie Rich, Them, etc. But I digress.) Boh and I slept in, made coffee, and I sat down to my first attempt at a 3-ply yarn.
This was a whole lot of fun to ply — there’s something about watching the twist move through 3 strands of yarn that is absolutely captivating. I have no idea what weight or yardage this is going to turn out to be, but I’m excited to find out. I’m quite pleased with the amount of twist I put into these singles, and I’m considering this yarn a step in the direction of handspun sock yarn.
What about that stripey sweater, you ask?
I’m knitting away on the sleeves and loving it. Boh and I are heading home tomorrow to spend a few days with my parents, and I’m planning to bring this with me. I’m hoping to finish up my uncle’s socks today, and perhaps get this 3-ply washed, dried, and skeined up.
Also, in case the degree to which I am addicted to spinning was unclear, this is what is sitting next to my computer:
A great big pile o’ handspun. Yum. Happy Sunday!
You are kicking butt at the spinning! I haven’t tried a 3-ply, but I’ve done navajo plying. Have you tried that one yet? I love it.
Wow! So much spinning! At this rate, you’ll be an expert in no time … Now you’re making me itch for a wheel of my own. Must. wait.
You are rockin’ the spinning. Have a great visit with the parents. Let them spoil you rotten!
yes, they are peonies.
Wow, your spinning looks great! I will have to check out Eilen Jewell, that sounds like the sort of music I might really like.