Tuesday, November 15, 2005
Once Upon A Time . . .
There was a knitter who fancied herself a spinner. During a particularly stressful period, she found it difficult to knit even the simplest pattern so she turned to the wheel as a substitute for the bottle. She began by dyeing some soft, creamy roving with bright, perky Kool Aid. After committing all her spare time for the better part of a week to the project, she had spun the roving into 400 yards of dreadfully horrific yarn. It was anemic, uneven; a complete and thorough disappointment. Into a drawer it went . . . out of sight but not out of mind.
Then . . .
This pseudo-spinner met up with Marcia, the spinning goddess. Marcia casually mention spinning cabled yarn from less-than-perfect 2-ply.
And the best part, Marcia gave me, a present:
Marcia, you’re my hero.
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