I am pushing myself to walk every day this October, so therefore I am naming this month Walktober. And while most days I’m perfectly happy to walk solitarily along with the scenery , there are times when I find it hard to put down things I want to get done, especially so of all things having to do with wool. I guess I am a compulsive fiberist. Not long ago, in my series Gifts From The Sun, particularly Part 5, I talk on about spinning like the Peruvian herders do, and I just had not found the focus to do it until this morning. This little bit I’ve spun is a good amount for a short mile and a half walk I think, in a fine lace-weight single of Wool Of The Andes in Dove Heather roving. My default spinning is surprisingly fine on this drop spindle, with this fiber.
Truth be told, I have been experiencing a resurgence in spinning lately, mostly with my Ashford Traditional wheel and Tweed Chronicles ideas, but now adding this spin-walking thing, so watch this space for more spinning posts inevitably on the way.
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I bought one of those for spinning but I’ve never used it yet.
Well Kelly! Go get it, they’re great fun! You can spin superwash merino, which is so very soft, for the baby knits you love to make. xx
So amazing. You gotta show me how you do that.
Okay, I will show you how I do it some time, promise! However, I think its easier to knit-walk, which I must do more of (again). xx
I think its just so fascinating to watch you. Kind of like sitting on the little footstool and watching you cook 🙂 The Flying Chef!
Given that Walktober is also known as Socktober dare I say you are perfectly in step with the zeitgeist.
Well done you.
I wish I could walk and knit at the same time. Sadly, Frankie, the hound has to be on the lead and she would not tolerate such a distraction to my concentration.
Sigh!
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Regarding your Frankie, my dear, I use to have Emma on her Flexi leash which was strapped around my waist. 🙂 Those were the best days of my life, walking with Emma and knitting. xx
Oh honey! I am so sorry. Emma was a divine and noble creature. Frankie is a something of a hurricane by comparison… a force of nature. She requires I hang on tight.
Emma was a much wiser hound by the sounds of it.
I am knitting a little project bag to give it a go though!
The love and companionship of a dog is the best thing… Take care.
Oh Karin, you make me chuckle! Emma was a force to be reckoned with, and large too, always always always lunging at the line, cracking my spine out of alignment, at wildlife at every turn. So we’re even there , a wild dog at the leash apiece, and yet it is better to not distract one’s self with anything other than the dog and the surroundings. I should never have suggested otherwise ::blushes:: . Internet is a dangerous place that way! 🙂 xx
Lol. I applaud you for wild-dog wrangling and simultaneous knitting.
I did have an image of Emma sedately and sensibly padding along. Lol.
Frankie is a Staffordshire. Well known for their excitability even when “sane”. As a rescue dog Frankie retains a commitment to her “issues” which is commendably loyal whilst nut-job stupid. ( I emulate her in this trait).
I have to watch her like a hawk.
She is my joy though!
I laughed hard at all this…
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