I am falling deeper and deeper into a fiber lined hole. This is probably not a bad thing.
There is something about the winter in western Washington, something about 22 (or is it 24 now) days of rain. Every thing is sodden, especially the dogs. We call this mud season, you can tell if it is mud season by looking at the kitchen floor, in front of the back door (and the surrounding 20 or so feet). It's wet, it's more cold than not, there is little natural light to be had. It is a good time to sit and spin and sit and knit - and drink lots of coffee. BLING and I finished listening to The Historian and are well into Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince, I am also keeping up with Cast On and have noticed that a new Knit Cast is up. Much of life is lived (right now) in the tips of my fingers and inside my ears, I am at great peace. I may have never enjoyed a winter as much as this one.
Having finished up the amethyst merino, I set about spinning some beautiful merino/silk in a colorway called Concord Grape. I wanted to see if I could spin reliable lace weight, and I think I succeeded. I spun the end on Sunday and processed it, today it is dry and the nice ladies at Weaving Works let me use their swift and ball winder to wind it up. It's a bit over-spun (mostly on purpose) and I didn't want to hand wind it - it would have been a mess. On the Niddy-Noddy (on the 2x2 piece of wood with 2 nails 30" apart) the skein came out to 583 yards. On the fancy yarn scale thingy it came out to 460. The truth has to be somewhere in the middle. My spinning is still a little thick-n-thin, and I bet I was pulling too hard when I originally skeined it off the bobbin. I bet I have around 500 yards. I am thinking about two different patterns here and here, feel free to leave your suggestion of what this should be made into.