The plan is to have these things ready for sale this spring. Which is not that far away, considering it is only 1 day to March. I have bobbins to empty and that is what I spent the day doing.
First thing to do was to clear off the bobbins from my lace flyer. These are smaller bobbins with a thicker core. Spinning very fine thread was easy with this flyer. I didn't realize it was so fine. I have three bobbins but only two needed cleaning off.
Next up was a bright, fun, bag of fibre.
This is probably the last thing I spun and I was hoping for something softer suitable for hats or mitts. It is my classic thick and thin, but that will be great for either project. I am not quite sure how this will be plied, but I am aiming for a two ply.
And lastly, two bobbins of some lovely Colour Adventure fibre.
Only I have to ply it and I hate plying. Spinning is so wonderfully contemplative and absorbing. There is so much to watch and the fibre runs through my hands and slips forward in a magical way by the gentle tension from the wheel, twisting finely to turn itself into a single ply. Spinning the fibre is absorbing.
Plying is not. It makes me feel out of control. I know that it would be better if I practiced, but I don't enjoy it and kind of resent the time. Which is how I decided to let my spinning things go. My quandary is clear. I love the spinning but hate the finishing.
I am waffling, dreaming of making these things into yarn to knit with. The want is still there and it is much stronger than it has been in a good long while. This wasn't supposed to happen. Letting it go was supposed to make me feel good and right now, it isn't.
There is no rush. I will take my time to do what is right for me.