When I was a very little girl "THE" Christmas present was The Little Red Spinning Wheel and I really wanted one. It was the only thing I asked for that year. And my father, being the best father, searched and searched and searched, and there it was under the tree on Christmas morning. I was so excited. We put it all together and I thought I could spin straw into gold. And then I realized it made icord, it was a spool knitter and I couldn't spin. I did make miles and miles of icord though.
Ever since then it's been in the back of my mind that someday I would get a real spinning wheel. I've looked at them everywhere we go and even Mr. Truck knows a lot about spinning wheels now. So when I, just by chance, came across a wheel on ebay that was from the town that Reese lives in and was in my price range I was so tempted. I called Mr. Truck and he said buy it so I put in my bid and watched and waited and I won. And it's mine.
Ashford Traditional, almost new, spins really well. I can't spin. But I can learn because it's mine. Finally.
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