Spinning my wheels!

Well, I’ve taken the next step. Looky, looky what I’ve gone and done:

And if you look real close, you’ll see two full ‘bobbins’ and a peachy ball of spun wool sitting atop the spindle. I’m such a newbie at this, but we have a very fun group of spinners that come in every third Thursday that I knew I had to be a part of it all. I learned this is a “Baynes” wheel from New Zealand; I bought it used. I know it’s from the 1960’s, it’s a ‘castle’ style, and I love the look of it. It also makes a little “clickity-clackity” noise while I’m treadling. And I do treadle madly. (In fact, I was treadling so madly last fall at my cottage this thing almost landed in the deep end of the lake.) I still have a lot to learn. But honestly, sometimes I feel compelled to spin; it’s the only word I can use to describe the feeling. Now if anyone says anything about ‘spinning your wheels’ I say, “YES! YES! YES!”