For nine months I have been faithfully spinning that fiber on my little Golding spindle since the car ride home from last year's fest.
I've collected enough to start plying but I doubt I have enough for the pattern I've chosen for this year.
I think I am going to cheat and try to spin some fine yarn with the wheel in case I run out. I suppose that's not really cheating. It's all handspun but it sure feels like cheating.