Thursday, July 12, 2007

Adventures in Spinning, Part I

People are asking me about the spinning wheel. Here it is. It's a Lendrum, single-treadle.
It all started in Iona . . .a tiny, magical island in the Inner Hebrides of Scotland. I was there in March. I know, I know, who in their right mind goes to Scotland in March???
Me. :-)
Being a knitter, I wanted to get some wool while I was there, but really, there was none to be found that had been spun there on the island. There are a lot of sheep there - probably more sheep than people, but I was there in lambing season, not shearing season. Anyway, there were tufts and bits of wool all over the ground, and I was hiking every day, and when the lightbulb went on in my head, I started picking up the bits. Then my friends started picking up the bits for me, until I had a large plastic bag full of bits of wool. I figured that I could do SOMETHING with it.

Fast forward to mid-May, when the boxes I sent home finally arrived. There was my little bag of wool! Time for a trip to The Fold. After a number of phone calls, a time was set up for an actual lesson with owner, Toni Neal. I headed out early one Saturday morning in June with Linda and Jamie in tow. Thus began my adventures in spinning . . .


Linda said...

Yes...please tell us more! Sounds like a good start to a long yarn. (har, har, pun intended!)

Theresa said...

Hi, I came to your blog from the Lendrum list. I'm fairly new as well and I loved your story about how you came to spin. I can't wait to see what you do with your woolly pieces from Scotland. You have a nice blog...I plan on visiting again!

A :-) said...

Hi Theresa! Thanks for stopping by, I'm glad you enjoyed it. Come back again soon! :-)