I’m still feeling the effects of internet overload so lately I’ve moped about the craft room like a lost little puppy although I am taking the opportunity to make some progress on a few unfinished projects. But there is hope. My husband presented me something that just might enliven my knitting spirit!
I got hooked up with a handmade yarn swift. Let me tell you how much of a pain it is to try to wind yarn while having someone hold it on their arms. There is always a tangle, it always falls off the person’s arms, and it almost always winds incorrectly. As he grew tired of my frustrations (read: moaning, whining, complaining), he trudged through the snow and out to the shed to whip this up based on plans I found on the internet sometime ago. I’m certainly thankful for it!
Next stop, winding up the yarn for a lace project I’ve waited forever to start.