The Mister and I overdid it this week out in the yard. By Thursday we were out of gas. We are working on the biggest of the trees right now and it's a bear. At night the only thing I can manage to do is spin. I can always spin. My two bobbins of the mystery fiber are done.
They are becoming some mitts. The rest of the fiber is going to get carded together during the TdF.
I've still got the green stuff on the Ladybug. It's my TV spin and you can see I haven't been watching much.
I've got this pretty plum on the Traditional wheel. I am spinning for a Hitchhiker. I think. Sometimes the fiber has to be what the fiber has to be.
I've got a bin of fluffy batts now.
Nine to be exact. I need to weigh them to see how many I will need for a pair of socks.
Speaking of handspun, I did rip back the cowl. I'm just going to decrease the daylights out of the last stockinette section and hope for the best. Thoughts and prayers please.