Knit & Spin

Little but the grass is green here in Michigan, but it's warm enough to let the chickens run about outside during the day; they root in the flower beds and scavenge through the dead leaves, turning up moist earth as if their feet were little plows. Do they find worms, grubs, insects waking from winter sleep? I don't know, but they seem happy, and busy, and they are laying eggs again after their molt. (Who knew they stopped laying eggs when they molt? I didn't.)

The llamas are now covered with super-thick winter fleece--I can sink my fingers through several inches of long, deep hair. Hard to believe it will soon be shearing time again. I haven't been spinning lately, just knitting. I learned to work with circular needles then quickly got the hang of double-pointed needles, and my knitting obesssion moved from hats to fingerless gloves, of which I made five pairs. Then I made a purse, and now I'm trying to complete a baby blanket for friends, my first project of any real size or duration.

I never, EVER saw myself knitting, much less spinning or felting...who knew this move to Michigan would prompt a push into the fiber arts for me?

But then again, who ever knows what the universe has planned?