Strange as it may seem, I hardly spun any fibres while I was away. Apart from the hour or so I spent at the Spin-In and the few minutes of demonstrating techniques to my class, I was either too busy or too tired to make yarn. As a counterbalance to that, I spent yesterday just spinning, without concern about consistency, twists per inch, angle of twist, plying or end use. I just made yarn. The result, 130 metres of a chain-plied blend of Merino, camel and silk from West Coast Fibre Works, is nowhere near perfect, but it's pretty, soft, good-for-a-winter-hat yarn.
That was my plan yesterday. Today, the sun is out and the mosquitoes are not, so I'm going to sit in my yard for a while. I'm going to enjoy the light and the overgrown lawn and the weeds that are making a jungle. I'll watch Morris play with his new Kong. I may spin. I may not. Whatever I do will likely not be what I should be doing. Thank goodness for that.
"Say not, 'I have found the truth,' but rather, 'I have found a truth.' Say not, 'I have found the path of the soul.' Say rather, 'I have met the soul walking upon my path. For the soul walks upon all paths." (Kahlil Gibran)