I'm joining in with the Yarn Along over at Small Things.I'll admit, I haven't participated in the Yarn Along for awhile because *gasp*...I've been off knitting! I just haven't felt inspired, and I have such limited time these days. I actually packed up my knitting basket and prepared to move it upstairs to the attic for the time being...but couldn't do it. I've been doing a bit of embroidery when I have a moment and it's satisfied my itch to create.
But yesterday, I finally had a friend teach me to use a drop spindle. I'm afraid that my children and housework may be neglected for the present. There truly is magic in the alchemy of the wool-to-yarn transformation, an energy that vibrates through your fingertips when you've achieved just the right amount of twist. I love that moment of adding a new piece of roving, when you pinch just below the join...then release it, and zip! The twist travels quickly up creating an almost seamless strand of beautiful yarn.
I'm addicted. Just like that. There is no sipping aloud when it comes to spinning...it's more of a chug-a-lug, at least in my (since yesterday) experience.
Reading will be taking a backseat for now, I suspect. I enjoyed Anita Rau Badami's Tell It to the Trees, a tale about isolation, both physical and emotional, and the lengths to which a child will go to salvage her patchwork family. Now I'm reading Half of a Yellow Sun by Chimimanda Ngozi Adichie. 1960s Nigeria, and Biafra's struggle to establish an independent state.
The children have enjoyed The Adventures of a Nose. The artwork is original and clever and the story is inspiring, all about fitting in and sticking out.