This week I learned to spin!
Thursday's work--a four-ounce bunch o' Corriedale roving, halfway spun:
Saturday I finished the spinning, and Sunday I plied, with the "help" of my faithful assistant, French Fry (seen below, with my full cop of plied yarn). He loves my spinning more than any other thing I've ever done involving yarn. Yes, even more than the bamboo DPNs he stole right out of that one project. So far the roving is his absolute favorite stuff in the world, but the spindle itself is a close second.
And here is the yarn, skeined up before its bath Sunday night! Yay!
Now, if only yarn dried faster.