For one thing, no pictures are showing up. How can one have a running commentary if there are no visible pictures? Maybe you can see them. Maybe you can't! (I certainly can't. Maybe here will work? If anyone knows what I did wrong, holler!)
The first photo is of a Shetland wool batt. I'm not sure if it's supposed to look this way. No matter ... it's been spun. But if you know batts, do tell what you'd do if your batt looked like this.
Tucked in here somewhere are pictures of my spinning bobbin and a penny, my shawl blocked out on dental floss (a nice lifeline) to see if it really was large enough to start the edging (twasn't ... I did 30 more rows), some yarn that has been recycled from a baseball, and another portion of a bookcase.
I would have some pictures from the fair, but I didn't go. I didn't even knit. Four rows of a baby sock wiped me out, so I slept. The family entries did well, however. Puer came away with the tallest weed (10 ft giant ragweed, anyone?) and a very unappreciated-by-the-judge 3rd place ribbon for my Lazy Kate. Filia walked off with blue ribbon mittens and a Reserve Champion sweater, and I got lots of blue ribbons and a Champion ribbon on Puer's gansey. No comments on the Holey Shawl
Bleak House wasn't at the library, and I finished up Martin Chuzzlewit faster than I'd expected, so I was stuck without planned Serious Reading Material. I pulled Tom Jones off the shelf,and dove in. So far, so good!