Recently in Spinning Category
As promised, pictures of the shop at Belfast Mini Mills:
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1. There was lots of yarn, all made in the mill, from lace weight to bulky, and so many types of luxury fibres.
2. Tea cozies made from the felt produced on site.
3. Beautiful woven throw in a pinwheel design.
4. Same design in fewer colours. Alpaca. So soft.
5. Lousy picture of awesome heathered yarn (50/50 mohair/merino)
6. 100% (yes!) Camel down
I couldn't leave without some souvenir yarn, now could I? Youngest requested the rainbow mohair/merino for a winter hat and gloves, and I couldn't resist the autumn colours of this 100% wool. I bought 2 skeins of each.
After those last few posts I'm sure you'll forgive the postless days that followed. But it does mean that I am still nearly a month behind in my blogging. So hang on, because I intend to get completely caught up before I hit Publish on this one. But keep reading and you get a free pattern!
I arrived home from Nova Scotia Sunday afternoon. Monday was a blur of errand-running and packing that extended into the wee hours of Tuesday morning. After a few hours of sleep for me and none for my son it was off to the airport to bid him a tearful farewell as he set out westward, on his way to China for a couple of years. It was only after returning from the airport that I saw the note he had left on the whiteboard. (Unrelated drawing by younger sister.)
Tuesday, July 17, continued
Still reading? Next time I'm taking a laptop with me (and my camera cable) and blogging daily.
Monday, July 16
After a fine breakfast of coffee and home-made granola with yogurt, Leslie opened up the studio and we began our beginner spinning workshop. First we did a little fibre preparation using hand cards, then we used a drop spindle to spin some wool "in the grease" and some that was clean. Voila. Yarn!
First, thank you all for the birthday wishes. They were much appreciated.
I did return from my birthday adventure, more than a week ago already, but it has been hard to find the time make myself sit down and post about it. Why? I guess it's because I had such a good time and just recounting the adventure is so anticlimactic. But I really do want to tell you about it. My apologies for being slow. And please excuse some of the crappy photos. It is hard to take pictures through the window of a moving train.
