Today I’m plying two strands of undyed polwarth wool and telling The Tale of The Three Spinners (Die drei Spinnerinnen). The wool is from last year’s Yellow Rose Fiber Fiesta in Sequin, Texas and the tale from from the Brothers Grimm. When I was buying it (the wool, not the fairy tale) I got swept up in the excitement of being at a fiber show and I did this: “I need 6 ounces of that polwarth. No 8 ounces. No ten!”
Now I have to spin up all ten ounces of it. This is me at my wheel. I look exactly like that.
Its taken me a week and a half to fill up two bobbins and that’s not all the wool. Its not even close actually. But it is enough to start plying. Since plying goes faster than spinning singles, it makes me feel more productive. I look forward to plying. I thought I’d use that spurt of enthusiasm and tell another tale.
There are many versions of this particular story in different languages. Mine is from Grimm’s Fairy Tales. I kept to the original story for the most part and only changed a few details to
protect the innocent entertain myself. Enjoy!
Today is Memorial Day. That’s the day the we in the United States set aside to remember the more than 650,000 who went to war for our country and didn’t come back. Its also a day for BBQs, road trips, and lounging around the house playing with yarn. That’s okay. I believe that is want most of the Honored Dead would want; for us to enjoy our families, our prosperity, and our freedom. But I need to take a moment to say:
Thank-you for your sacrifice and may God take you and keep you in His loving arms.