On Sunday I was totally bummed all day because I couldn't get back to the Wool Fest. It was killing me that while I was daddy-sitting people were living it up in my favorite place on earth without me. Little Sister had brought Daddio a coloring book and crayons to kill the time so I put him to work while I sorted my sorry self out.
I decided to give myself my very own fiber fest. I had this video that I had never watched so I took a private lesson from Maggie Casey. Daddio was enthralled by it. I think he learned more than I did.
Then I set up the carder. Pulling all that pretty Jacob into wispy bits to crank was like a meditation.
I made little batts and since I would be spinning these right away I pulled them into nests.
The resulting yarn is going to be interesting in a funky-wonky way and who doesn't need another pair of funky-wonky socks?