Last year at Shepherd's Harvest, I bought one entire pound of pure white silk roving. It was the softest most glorious thing I'd ever seen or felt. Emily was with me and her eyes shone when we pulled it off the hook and handed it over to the vendor. I've only spun silk once before and I really didn't know what I was doing. It turned out fine, but not what I wanted this silk to be. It has been nearly 7 months since I bought that roving. It sat on the top of my roving stash, just waiting for me to decide to take the plunge. Well last week I did. The silk is amazing. I swear I've never felt anything like this slip through my fingers. After spinning for a week, this is what I have.
The only problem is, silk is floating through the air in my bedroom. It is everywhere, I roller my clothes and still end up at work with bits of a silk film on my legs, top. smile...and I don't mind a bit.
I also finished spinning some lovely fiber from Fat Cat Knits. It is called Autumn Hills
It is late, I'm tired, but I'm so happy with how my spinning is going. I wonder where I'd be without my spinning. I don't think I'd like to know.