I GOT A WHEEL.
So fun story: back in the beginning of the fall, a lovely friend from one of my spinning groups let me borrow her Ashford Traveller wheel (which is a castle, or upright, wheel; hers also had two treadles). I was utterly thrilled to finally be playing with a wheel!
Around the same time, I got the news from my other spinning group that one of the ladies had a number of fleeces to get rid of. A friend of her’s has a hobby farm but is not a spinner, so she didn’t want the fleeces from her sheep, llamas, and alpacas. Thus, they were being distributed amongst the spinning group. I quickly claimed a fleece (and bits), since I had a borrowed wheel to spin it on!
I was feeling unwell the day that the fleeces were being distributed, but I dragged myself to the library where we meet and quickly became enchanted with a llama fleece as well as a sheep, so that came home with me (once I get around to processing the fleeces, trust me, I’ll write about it).
I am so glad I dragged myself to that meeting, as I was reminded that there was a fiber estate sale that weekend (where I ended up claiming a variety of silk to spin). However, more importantly, one of the ladies had come across a free wheel.
An elementary school boy in her neighborhood had left it in his front yard. His class had got it for a school project, but it was ‘broken’ and they didn’t need it anymore. My lovely (LOVELY) friend, remembering me, asked if she could take it and give it to a new spinner or pass it on to auction at our guild. The boy said yes. She double-checked the wheel, and yes, it was broken … it needed a new leather piece to connect the treadle to the footman (the rod that connects the treadle to the wheel). That’s all. I’m a former horseback-rider. I have at least three sets of old, broken reins, and a leather punch.
That day at the library, she offered, and I leaped.
I am now the proud owner of an Ashford Traditional who is almost certainly a few years older than me. As a more experienced lady, she needed a mature name — and thus she is named Carabosse, after the evil fairy in Tchaikovsky’s Sleeping Beauty (AKA as the one who put a spinning wheel to work for her!).
Thus, I’ve gone a bit spin-mad over the last few months.
I actually had to put Carabosse away for the first part of December, as I was spinning so much that I wasn’t finishing any knits, and I was spinning so quickly that I was making more yarn than I could even start…
I finally got my act together and ordered her a new brake band and spring from the Woolery, as well as three bobbins (so that I could stop using the bobbins from the borrowed wheel).
Carabosse also got her first outing with me Monday to a spinning group, where I returned the borrowed wheel. She travels very well, though she has to lie down in the back of my Leetle Car.
I would write more, but looking at all these pictures reminds me I have a bobbin I want to ply before the end of the year. That’s only a couple more hours, so see you in 2016!