...then bring the fiber retreat home.
I hosted a spin-in last Saturday. At one point there were seven spinning wheels set up in my living room: perfect! It was very low-key, with lots of silly conversation about Mah-jong players named Sylvie. I didn't get pictures of everyone, but it was a great group.
Jess was spinning some glorious stuff and let us fondle her cashmere blend. (Jess, I feel much closer to you now.
Kelly had her adorable hitchhiker wheel and filled up a bobbin and a half; her hands are a blur when she's spinning. I spun up a bit of a batt from Grafton Fibers that I bought at Rhinebeck. I am already dreaming of more batts from them, as they spin up so beautifully.
In other weekend news, I decided to take the kids ice skating at the indoor rink on Sunday. It seemed like a great idea, until my six year old broke her arm. (She wasn't even on the ice at the time; rather, she decided that trying to run along the outside of the rink on ice skates was a fun idea. It wasn't the best decision she's made.) A few hours at the ER and one bright purple cast later and all was mostly well again. Kids sure do keep life interesting!