Not only no spinning, but no drafting, which is almost my most favourite part of the game. It's like petting a cat, albeit without the purr.
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Possibly this is not how to wind up roving pre-and post-drafting, but I like the little swirly effect. I also like the visual impact of a large group of same:
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That's the pre-drafted stuff up there. Can you see in this picture how much softer and wispier the stuff on the right is, post drafting, or do you have to be there?
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Sigh. I was swamped with other things all weekend and again today such that I am far too far beyond exhausted even to look at my spindle.
(This is not strictly true; I did look at it this evening where it rests in a pile of drafted roving and melted a little before continuing to hunt for my glasses, which I keep not being able to find, in part because it's so hard for me to see mostly rimless glasses without corrective eyewear. And to think I could have used those ten minutes to spin, assuming I could stop at ten minutes, which I can't.)
I comfort myself with the fact that I did way more spinning than I had time for during the first two weeks, and rather a lot of spinning on the day I was supposed to rest. Actually I probably won't be able to touch my spindle again until Friday, which pains me because I am a chronic rule-follower.
On the positive side, I think I did find the perfect stitch for my handspun, and in the 3 minutes left before I fall into bed and start dreaming of self-cleaning sheep I'm going to stitch a row or two so I can tell for sure.
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