Friday, February 4, 2011
Finally learning how to chain ply on the wheel has changed my life.
I have bags and bags of beautifully dyed (not by me) fiber that I would never spin because the barber pole stripe would just ruin it.
When I anxiously pulled my newly plied Merino off the niddy noddy this morning I almost passed out when it didn't all kink and twist up into an unusable mess like it usually does. This photo was taken before soaking and thwacking. Seriously. I am still in shock. It's not perfect, but I seem to be heading in the right direction, at last.