"Every night, just when the dark was softest and sleep was deepest, there came a loud noise from the end of the great room. It came from the place where the loom and spindle stood, where by day the grandmother spun and the mother wove."

from "The Spindle Imp" by Alida Sims Malkus

Tuesday 30 March 2010

It's been a long time

...since I last posted:

I bought a Golding Spindle and taught myself spindle spinning. I have to admit it's appallingly addictive. It's slower than using the wheel but I feel I have so much control over what I'm doing and I can spin so incredibly fine. She spins silk amazingly well....am yet to try her with cashmere, angora and mohair.

My little ring spindle is 24grams with a high Cherry Whorl and a Walnut Shaft. The ring is sterling silver and she's decorated with Amethysts, sterling silver and Marcasites. She's a hand crafted one-of-a-kind.



She glitters beautifully as she spins!

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Also I lost my little white cat a couple of weeks ago. She became ill quite quickly and after a number of vet visits; no response to antibiotics; and, blood tests it was discovered that her red blood cells were being destroyed. The outcome was unlikely to be good so I had to make the decision to let her go. I was with her when she was put to sleep......my poor little Emma girl was so miserable I just couldn't put her through anymore stuff. I expect I'll be shedding tears for sometime to come. The boy cat and I miss her so very much.


Love you my little Emma Jennyanydots!