Recently my uncle requested a vest from handspun and grandma got out the electric spinning wheel once again. She quickly reported that when she did a little spinning at night, she could do without the usual sleeping tablet. This was great news, and I rapidly recognised a win-win situation. I sent some Ewe Give Me The Knits Moroccan nights merino fibre her way, asap.
I'm not sure this photo really does it justice. The colours are amazing and it is so light and soft. I don't know yet what I will make with it, but for now I am enjoying it sitting in a bowl on top of the heater.
But do you think grandma stopped there? No, she did not. She aquired a bunch of wild colours and really went to town. The peach colour she even dyed herself. I think some of this might be destined for felting projects.
All of this came home from Brisbane with me on Monday. It's lucky I had some space left in my suitcase. Oh, and I've already had a message asking what colour I would like next!
7 comments:
A-ha! Proof of the therapeutic and relaxing nature of the fibre-related arts!
Aren't grandmothers wonderful? I never heard of an electric spinning wheel. Now I have to go look it up. You've made me miss my grandmothers even though neither one of them were crafters of any kind, a little unusual for their day I imagine.
Hmmm, so I haven't exhausted every insomnia cure...
Excellent story :)
that's so cool =)
Your grandma is a spinning MACHINE! She is doing some lovely stuff there!
oh I've seen the fibre up close before it was spun so am thrilled to see how it works up. Wow. You're right. Totally a win-win situation.
Fabulous outcome - and she did go wild! A creative partnership with endless possibilities.
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