On to other things. The title could also refer to this. Isn't this the ugliest yarn you've ever seen? It is, but it's my ugly yarn. I took a drop spindle spinning class on Saturday and this was the result. Because of the foot, I haven't had a chance to get back to it, but I will. I've been interested in learning to spin since 7th grade, but the bug really bit me a year or so ago. I bought the spindle as a souvenir from a business trip to Vegas earlier this year and have been trying to get into a class.
But it really refers to this. My very own spinning wheel. She was listed on Craigslist as an Antique Wheel. What Idon't know about her could fill volumes. What I think I know is that she's a Saxony type wheel with a single treadle. There are no markings that I can find. I can't tell if she's a single or double drive (to be honest I'm not sure what that means!). She needs a new drive wheel band and a new footman. I'd like to get more bobbins as well. I'm so excited I can't stand it!
I had an excellent 7th grade social studies teacher. Mr. Vadorsky. I already loved history, but he made it come alive. He didn't teach us a lot of dates, but he taught the why. Anyway our project that year was to do something related to the colonial period. I really wanted to grow, spin and weave flax. I don't know why I just did. But this was September, in Maryland. So instead, I dressed Barbies in colonial dress or something.
I jury rigged a footman and a drive wheel band to try it out. I was able to get the wheel to move, but , not for long. I didn't try it with roving though. I've put out feelers for someone to make a footman and additional bobbins. If nothing turns up, I can work up a better footman, but I don't know about the bobbins.
I've been waiting for her to tell me her name. But maybe she is and I can't hear her through the pain.