the peaceful peacock

Not every day is full of dis­ci­plines and tidy­ing up and laun­dry.  Not every day indeed.  Some days, in fact, are self­ishly devoted to what I want to do, and appar­ently all I wanted to do for the last four days was spin yarn.

Patient Papa, strong and flex­i­ble as always, took the helm of the house­hold while I stared at the spin, spin, spin of the wheel and watched fiber fly from my fingertips.

It started inno­cently with a quick upcy­cled project using a fuzzy acrylic and some left­over choco­late brown hand­spun singles…

and moved into another upcy­cled experiement (left)…and some hand­spun wool (right)…

and that was so fun that I tack­led a cou­ple more col­or­ways in wool…

and then I tack­led some hemp fiber…

You might notice that enor­mous moun­tain of unfolded laun­dry behind the wheel there.  And you might even see the sweet lit­tle shirt with the spin­ning wheel on it that my pal Heidi made for Annabelle.

Yep, that’s right Annabelle.  Some days your mama is a spin­nin’ machine.  Spe­cial thanks to the papa and the kid­dos for cut­ting me some slack while I immersed myself in the prac­tice of work­ing med­i­ta­tion.  It was sorely needed.

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