I've already talked about the beautiful yarn I bought at Rhinebeck and it's finally time to make my sweater. I spent an evening with the first hank hand winding it from my swift. I've gotten pretty good at making center pull balls with two pencils and it's not a bad job. Kind of relaxing. I finished knitting the first ball the other day and decided to wind the second hank. Just as I dragged the swift up from the cellar Mr. Truck said, "Wait!" and disappeared. He came back with a small box and said, "I was going to give you this for your birthday but I think you need it now." Look a ball winder!
He actually went on line and googled yarn ball winders and then compared them and bought me this one. I'm so excited and yet I can't believe he did it. Of course, he has seen me look at them every place I've been. So we made a yarn cake. Mr. Truck turned the winder and I did the swift.
And I can take pictures of them because I got a new camera. The old one was not working very well, it would only take two or three pictures and then turn itself off, very frustrating, and no, new batteries did not help.
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