This is me after trying to wind a 440-yard hank of fingering-weight yarn without a swift. Not too swift, huh?
God bless the women who happily and patiently assisted me in my frustration. Anita was the catalyst for the help, but two more relieved her after watching us for at least 45 minutes. This is not the first time I’ve ended up with the hank around my neck instead of a swift. I have a ball winder, but what good is it if you have this?!?
If Santa doesn’t come through this year, that’ll be my next purchase, fer sure.
But we sure did have a great time knitting the afternoon away at this beautiful B&B. Judy served us a beautiful Christmas dinner that looked straight out of a magazine right down to the candles and the music in the background. What a great way to get into the Christmas spirit!