Here is how it happened that a spinning wheel came home with me:
As we have previously established, I made a proclamation to not buy a wheel. On Saturday at the Festival I came down with wheel fever and narrowly escaped winning one at the auction. Everyone I spoke with was crazy about spinning – and I mean possessed by it. I buy a drop spindle and settle myself down.
Sunday – the last day. We got to the site early — it was much less crowded. This afforded closer views of wheels – chances to try wheels.
I am still settled and not in a sweat.
Peggy and I buy funnel cake. We sit on a bench in the sun to enjoy it. We sit next to a woman named Aggie from North Carolina.
She has the fever.
And so does her friend who is on her other side.
They tell me about a vendor who has the cheapest prices – they tell me about the best wheel.
I think I was sitting too close to them – I caught the bug.
Because I am leaving tomorrow and will not return until Sunday, the wheel remains in the box. Did I mention I named her Proud Mary?
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Congrats on the purchase of Proud Mary. I can’t wait to see some of your homespun.
Hehe…I love your story. I have absolutely no desire to even learn to spin, but I bet if I were left in a room with some talented spinners I’d probably catch the bug, too.
eek! I am glad I stayed home Sunday, if you caught the spinning fever, invariably I would have somehow caught a whole alpaca.
I must say: Very Cool Loot! I am really looking forward to seeing all of the progress pics as you start to spin that stuff up… Who knows, if I make it to Rhinebeck, I may ask your advice on spindles! (OK, I did *not* just say that… no roving til I use up all this d*mn yarn!)
One word….ubelieveable!! Not surprised.
I can’t shake this bug off my back. I recently got a wheel and now spinning is all I dream about, think about and all I want to do. You just wait!! I am very curious to see Proud Mary… and I am sure she will keep you burnin’ and turnin’!
haha–that’s so true! So what kind of wheel is Proud Mary?