
I have fallen down the fiber rabbit hole so far the next step is to get a sheep.
I decided to check out a yarn shop on a cold rainy Saturday. I didn’t really need more yarn, but that wasn’t going to stop me. I made my way on the winding roads to the town of Jeffersonville to the Two Sisters Mill & Mercantile yarn shop.
As always, I spent the first chunk of my exploration in the yarn section. The shop had a simple selection of yarns, but that was fine considering all the other things to be tempted by.
The other side of the shop had just about any tool or notion you need for fiber work. There were needle felting kits, the exact ones that got me into the art, and all the supplies a la carte, lanolin liquid soap, there was even a sock ruler. It was a nifty item to help take the guess work out of sock sizing.
There were roving options I have not seen in a brick and mortar shop in my recent memory. Bins of Icelandic wool, and dyed roving for needle felting. as I was taking my second pass through the store, I found the drop spindles. I handled them and set them all down in turn, thinking maybe someday. As I looked at the bulk roving I found a bag of “wool roving, compliments of Snowberry”, and today was that someday I was going to try my hand at being a spinster. Ash Grove Farm knew how to charm me out of my money, and Snowberry reminded me of myself.

I took my treasures home and to the YouTube I went, looking for a tutorial and I spent the rest of the day making yarn. It took a few yards to finally start to get the hang of it, and I had to rewind it all and loosen how tightly it was spun, but now having a hank of single ply yarn, ready to dye!
