Clark treadles my spinning wheels. This is nothing new. He loves it, and is careful about the hooks and orifice to not hurt himself. Yesterday however, he took it a step further. He got my lazy kate with three empty bobbins on it. He positioned it “just so” at the foot of my Ashford Traditional. He started treadling, reached down to one of the bobbins on the kate and grabbed the leader, and holding it fast with one hand, started rhythmically rubbing up and down the leader with the other hand. Not only that, but his grip was perfect, and he held it very soft. It was unbelievable. And incredibly cute.

I finished spinning and plying the silk/camel on Friday. It’s pretty. We bought beads for it on Saturday but discovered they’re much too small once I started swatching. They’re size 8. I don’t have a picture of that yet.

Today is my guitar lesson, and I’m ashamed to say I haven’t done my homework in about a month. I was really busy with school stuff, then house stuff, but I assured him I’d practice this week and I haven’t because I felt so lousy. Dangit. A week flies by so fast.

I’m wanting to cast on something neat and fun. Maybe that Philosopher’s Wool shawl I keep talking about. I’m really missing serious knitting time and need to get on that.