A return to spinning

I know I haven't written about spinning much recently. I have been doing some, but after the drama of the short yardage I lost my wheel mojo a little. I have the fibre prepped to spin for a jumper, and I just couldn't get the enthusiasm together to actually begin. So I didn't.

I did pull out all the beautifully spun, too short yarn and had a think about what I can do with it. These three skeins are going to be a Multnomah shawl for my grandmother, whom I am visiting in Enland in June. I think I'll knit it in block colours, rather than stripes, and enlarge the shawl significantly, so that she can wrap it around herself like an old-fashioned shawl.

Even when I am not in full on spinning mode, I always have something on my spindles. It's great to grab when I'm talking to Leon, or I have a minute around the house. Right now I'm spinning some Targee on my Bosworth spindle. It's lovely fibre, springy and interesting. The colours are a little different than I thought they would be, which is not a bad thing, because I've noticed I spin the same colours over and over again.

And, as I mentioned last week I joined The Thylacines fibre club. While this fibre does not push my comfort envelope in terms of colour, it is a lovely blend, dyed beautifully. The beauty of it, and the joy of spinning along with Melanie, Sonia and The Thylacine herself has drawn me back to my wheel. Sitting and spinning this is pure joy. It's reminded me that there is something about spinning at the wheel, the rhythm and the concentration and feeling of it, that is similar to the feeling I get when I'm running, except running leads to nothing but sweat and spinning leads to beautiful yarn.