A continuing epic adventure of socks and spindles and fanciness
Part two: THE SPINDLING (addiction)
by Jodi Meadows, aged twenty-six and mumble months
After I'd been knitting some time, I got the spinning itch. I'd seen enough droolworthy handspun yarns I knew I wanted my own, but I had no idea what I was really getting myself into when I mentioned my spinning desires to my mom, and she sent me this for my birthday.
A spindle kit. Yummy purple fiber, and a painted spindle.
Now, I'd seen spindles b...
Published on November 07, 2009 15:38