Last night, I dreamed about spinning.
In fact, I went a step further and added a baby lamb to my dream, who happened to be named Bella.
Bella is the name of our BichPoo.
Bella the lamb lived in our house and just like our dog, she was very playful, but boy did she have a stubborn streak! Just like our dog that bears the same name! Now that I think about it, Bella the dog was missing from that dream. I remember saying, while dreaming, that “we have a dog named Bella!” Dreams can be odd! Is it wrong that in that dream, I was already coveting Bella’s wool? There was nothing to shear since I had to wait for its hair to grow.

A “spinning dream” Doesn’t surprise me at all. Have you seen my recent posts? Be thankful you don’t get to hear me talking about spinning or see my ever growing stash of handspun yarn! Guess what? This is not the first dream I’ve had about spinning. Last week, I had my first spinning dream. My boyfriend made an appearance, broke one treadle (claimed he could fix it) and broke the other! Oh, the horror!
Since taking my spinning class, I only missed one day of spinning. That was last Saturday. My daughter had a party in Deleware to attend from 1:30 – 4:30 p.m. We live in Maryland. I had a banquet to attend at 6:00 p.m. That was located in Maryland, 1.5 hours away from where I live in the same state. Yeah… 😝
Each day that I spin, I make improvements and yesterday I added a few “firsts”.
- Blending several fibers to create my own blend
- Making my first two-ply yarn










