Cancelled meeting, and its consequences...

What a does a knitter do when a "knitworthy" (that is determined along very strict rules, but more about that in a later post) family member, or friend has a birthday (or other presentgiving event) coming up... Of course, knit something, right? But what if that friend is a knitter herself... what is there what she can't make for herself??

If you are, beside being a knitter also a spinner the answe is of course, YARN, even if you have less time than it would think what color, not to mention actually spin the thing... But when said person cancells the meeting, you can say threateningly "well what can I do... But there will be consequences", but all the while happily grinning, because you know that insted of a table of chocolate there will be actual present next time...

Diving into the stash and coming up with something that suits the target person was not that difficult...

On the other hand spinning it thicker than the usual laceweight took more attention..

The result is a more or less fingering weight... I don't remember the exact length, but somewhere around 360-400 meters 2 ply, spun from 100 grams of south american wool, my own handdyed.

Oh, so... where was I???

Hellóóóó??? Anybody here???
So many times I wow-ed to myself, now I will be good and blog regurarly... But then something always happens.... and teh more time goes, the more difficult to get back to teh blogging routine... I think this time I lost it around the Day of Wool, where, however fantastic it was (or maybe because of that) I had only a handful of pictures made...Though I really wanted to write a heartfelt report on the event, which was as usual amazing, Now, mainly not to let it go unreported, let me show the few pictures I have from the day...

I packed my table full..

But this time it was not enough, I had to find some other way to display the rovings and yarns...

Honoring the event I had a special hairstyle made up..in teh name of who does not have hair should spin some for herself. Though the execution was not as great as the idea itself, it was a great succes... I am afraid this was not the only time I braided dreds in my hair

There were pupils, and many interest on spindle spinning...

And in almost every time there is one person who for some reason stands out of the crowd... This year it was Judit, teh little sister of my knitter friend.