On Saturday Eva and I hopped in the car and headed east to Greencastle, Indiana for the "Fiber Event". It made the wool lover in me quite happy, if a little confused about which way to go next. There were just gobs and gobs of fiber-related stuff. The offerings ran the gamut from unprocessed fleece to fancy hand-painted yarns. There were even bunches of bunnies and two cute alpacas!
So, what did I buy? The yarns were pretty, but there was nothing so unique and wonderful that I felt I had to have it. The angora rabbits were 100% adorable, and I very nearly did come home with one of those, but I luckily regained my composure when I realized that building a hutch was on neither on Elie's agenda nor mine. I knew I didn't need a whole raw fleece—that is for a day when I wish to the wools some more serious commitment. But, I did want something, and I was really hoping to get my hands on some Blue-Faced Leicester wool. I'd heard so much about it and wanted to feel and work with it myself. And, that's what I came home with: some beautifully dyed BFL + seacell roving and also a drop spindle. Drop spindle! Why the heck not?
I tried out the drop spindle on some not-fancy wool this afternoon. It was fun, but I am definitely not good at it yet. The spindle makes me feel very official. Like, "don't mess with me, because I think spinning wool on a stick is awesome!"