Weavers do. It's something I've wanted for a very, very long time. It showed up at my doorstep unexpectedly yesterday and from the noises I was making, The Mister thought I was having a medical emergency when I opened the box of weaving goodies. It's a bobbin winder by the way, and those brown things are bobbins. You can just get a peek at the Ashford shuttle in the back. Yowza.
There was even more. Pretty purple Cascade yarny goodness that you know wants to be something spectacular one day.
I have no idea how to thank Mereknits for the all the amazing things. My bloggy friends really are the best of the bestest!