I love this video that I came across when reading old posts in the Spindle Lore forum on Ravelry. No, I don’t know what the lady says, but I can hear a word I know very well: “rock”. That’s the word for (spinning) “wheel” in Swedish. It originates in a German word meaning “distaff”. The spinner also shows a quite efficient way of preparing wool for spinning without other tools than her hands.
Makes you want to have a closer look at your yarn stash, doesn’t it?
What I’m doing? I’m spinning. Also starting to translate my tapestry crochet patterns into English and Finnish for the Nordic Knitting Symposium in July. Writing a short article for my guild’s magazine. Thinking about making a pizza – I’ve been having a bad ache for pizza the last few days. Not many gluten free tasty pizzas in the pizzerias. I have to make it myself. Tomorrow, promise to myself.
Not dying after all, my stellar pelargoniums. This dark winter has been an ordeal for them, but now they show signs of optimism.
After spinning New Zealand Merino for a whole month I wanted to spin local wool. This is wool from a Finnsheep ewe I met in the autumn. I don’t remember that I’ve ever spun better wool. Soft, strong, with great lustre, very white. It’s a joy to work with. I’m spinning a 3-ply yarn. I flicked the locks open and carded them on my fine cloth hand carders. Next week I can show the finished yarn.
I got a blending board a couple of months ago. Now I’ve finished the first yarns spun from rolags made on the board. This is a very fast way to use odds and ends from your stash. I now have 875 grams of 3-ply Merino yarn, WPI 16, spun with a double long draw. The real challenge is to use this yarn in a way that shows it without blurring the colours. I’m thinking moduls or stripes with a contrasting colour.
I’m happy to have attended Carol Ventura’s beaded tapestry crochet class at a Nordic Crochet Symposium some years ago. She has an awesome site with hundreds of photos from all over the world. Her blog (link on her site) is a joy to read. She even presented me in it a few years ago. As a teacher she’s intense, eager to share her wast knowledge. If you ever have the chance, go to one of her classes!
One of her books with patterns and techniques:
And may I present Iiro, who got his name from one of Finlands ministers of finance who seemed to know only one word, “save”. Iiro eats left over coins from our travels. You know, beads for swines… he eats from the small basket I crocheted in Carol’s class.