I’m doing a thousand things today! Many have to do with smartly layering stuff.
There’s layering the car for the trip to the Spinners’ Weekend:
This here is cartons full of spinning fluff I’m swapping with people. There’s my suitcase. A spinning wheel I’m transporting for a friend. And in the boxes there’s fibre stash I’m going to try and sell.
It’s been living in my wool room for too long, hopefully somebody else will have the time to enjoy it.
There will be a layer of things added to this because my sleeping stuff is not here yet, including my Faraday cage (the venue has a mean strong wifi signal and in previous years I was bouncing off the walls). My Faraday’s cage is just silver lined tule on a light frame:
Currently the frame is holding my mosquito net over my bed (not pictured). So I cannot pack until tomorrow.
The other things that are not in the car yet is the BFL fibre I dyed and hope to sell and the shawl spelds I made. And a whole box of other things I promised people in swaps. There’s two whole boxes and a bag.
I’ll probably have to stack the car to the ceiling…
My wheel! My wheel needs to be in the car too!
err…. where am I going to put it?
I haven’t even decided yet which wheel to take and what to spin!
I can put a wheel on the passenger’s seat. There’s only one small problem: on my return trip I promised to transport yet another wheel, a Louët S10, which I will bring to Lochem next week. I’m planning to sit that S10 on the passenger’s seat.
I better sell some wool, I need the space!
The mint blue fluff was so voluminious it didn’t fit in the biggest box I have. So I taped its sides up to make it reache higher.
This fleece is organic sheep, dyed with Landscape Dyes (Kingfisher) and I put it through the woolpicker. It’s like a glacier cloud!
Another layer-y thing I did today was invent Apple+ pie. Just let the apple wedges sit up straight. Dust with cinnamon and lemon. Pour some liquid batter over it. Bake. (1 hour, 160 degrees)
For me, apple pie is all about the apple. The batter is purely there to keep it together (and add the flavour of butter and buttered oats, yum)
Stacking the apples like this allowed for one whole extra apple to be put in. The big ones I bought on Sunday.
Oh, it is good!
These are the BFL rovings I dyed. They have to be stacked in layers carefully. They are so fluffy, wouldn’t want them to get squashed!
I dyed them so that they can all be combined. Together there’s enough for a sweater. But just two will make a lovely two toned shawl.
The round ones I dyed with a colour gradiënt, fitting for a shawl that’s knit top down. Either circular or triangle shape.
These are so soft! But the braided rovings are the sturdiest, so they will be placed at the bottom of the box. The round ones and the “butterflies” will sit on top, all fluffy and airy.
Again, this is my own stash. I don’t mind if they don’t sell, just handling these made me want to
eat spin them right here and now.
As I was rummaging through the mountain of clothes (I lack a clothes dresser, it’s all in piles) for the dress to wear under the green lace tunic, I came across that half felted fleece from last year. The one I tried to felt on literally the last good day of 2013.
I didn’t succeed, I had to bring it to the city with me and it stunk up the whole house?
Anyway, I found it in the clothes room. And by now I now know how to work the washing machine for felting…
Tadaah! Finished rug. A nice companion for the Schoonebeeker rug.
But also here: be smart with the layers. I put in a layer of silk hankies. And I was skimpy with the Bergschaf. That last thing really is a problem because the organic sheep doesn’t felt by itself and it needs the Bergschaf to hold on to.
It can’t get to the Bergschaf because there’s silk in the way…
Oh well. Lesson learned. “Be generous with layers of Bergschaf and if you want your rug to have a more solid backing add that layer (be it silk or open weave cotton) on the very bottom.”
Then the last problem with layers I have today: the handspun socks.
The colours stack nicely. But the sock I’m working on right now still has a lot of purple to go through before it will reach the olive and the red. This might well become a sock reaching over my knee…
I don’t want that.
I’m not sure what to do yet.
I could rip out a bit, cut the yarn, and have the purple start at the same height as the finished sock does. Then cut the purple early so the colour transition to the olive starts soon.
I don’t like cutting handspun.
Or I could frog this sock, reball the yarn and knit this sock from the centre of the ball. Getting a sock with red toes, olive foot and purple leg and cuff. A sibling sock.
That’ll look weird.
Which isn’t something that has stopped me yet.
Look who else is predictable in her unstoppability: