It's insane here (the husbeast has gone off the deep end at the idea of us moving Thursday), and I don't have much to blog about, so here are some photos of what's going on.
The back yard looks like an autumn holiday. Or a movie set. Or both.
I keep waiting for Legolas and a party of elves to ride out and ask directions to Rivindell. (At which point I will jump him... but that's another fantasy. Leave me to it.)
The weather controls exactly what colors the leaves turn each year. (It has to do with different types of chlorophyll dying out of the leaves at different rates.) Apparently this year the weather was tuned to yellow. The whole down has these gloriously yellow trees, with an occasional bright red maple for interest. Even when it's overcast and raining, it's beautiful.
I've been spinning. I'm thrilled to report that I'm almost down to one bag of carbon fiber. (I think. I did not make an extensive search before jumping to this conclusion, and I'm not gonna, because it makes me happy.)
After I had about half a bobbin of carbon fiber spun up, I plied it with a 250 yard spool of blue glitter thread. I'm not sure it shows up well in this photo, but it's there.
Unfortunately, that took most of the bobbin of carbon fiber, so I'm back to spinning that crap for another 250 yards. Then another quick ply with more glitter thread, and I'm done for now.
The spinning class went to my head a bit; one of the things we did was add Angelina fiber - really garish, multi-colored Angelina fiber - to some natural brown long-staple wool. It spun up beautifully, looked great, and, well.
Now I wanna do it myself. For about a thousand yards' worth.
I also hit a sale at a yarn shop yesterday. I picked up a ball of bright-freakin'-green (nearly fluorescent) lace weight merino that I intend to thread beads on and spin up with some wildly-dyed merino top I've got sitting here. Then maybe make a cabled yarn with it.
Truly, I've gone mad. If only people would leave me alone so I could spin.