Cashmere is finished
Yes the cashmere is done and washed and dry now. I’m pretty happy with how it turned out. It turned out to be a good laceweight although I haven’t measured the wpi yet, I’m guessing it to be in the neighborhood of 35-40. It’s more even than I imagined it to be prior to washing it.
I have no idea what I’m going to do with it, beyond just staring at it reverently.
I also finished spinning another 8 ounces of the moorit Shetland, and started on 8 ounces of the white Shetland. I have also kept plugging away on the Icarus shawl, although I’m only to the second graph.
My husband really has to stop hoarding the camera. And start moving his stuff off the memory cards. I was pretty ticked to go through all the trouble of getting the camera, finding fresh batteries, laying out my treasures carefully– only to take a single picture and find the memory card full. That stinks.
Months ago Matt started grumbling that I was not taking pictures off the memory card, and he could never use the camera. So I thought I’d be cool and kind of pile up pictures in my mind and then take them all at once in a marathon style instead of a snapshot here and there. It’s just futile. I waited and waited. Finally, I just asked him to take a picture of something here or there, he’d grumble “What, now you can’t use the camera?”
Which leads me to say something along the lines of it’s not using the camera that’s impossible, just using the camera, his computer (to which the printer with the card reader is attached), and finding memory or batteries enough to use it.
Which leads to him saying something along the lines of how he’ll just drop everything (even though he is usually not doing anything when I ask) and take the picture since it’s so damned important.
You can probably guess this doesn’t completely halt the conversation. It usually ends up going on for some time much longer than it would have had he simply a) taken the picture and put it in the shared file as I asked or b) just let me use the camera in peace in the first place– since it is his pictures habitually undeleted on the memory cards and not mine.
And shall we talk of leaving dead batteries in electronics? Should we, as husband and wife, have that little conversation Darling?
In the greater scheme of things I know stuff like this probably shouldn’t be such a big deal. It’s just annoying.
Wendy, I’m humbled. Your cashmere is so uniform and fine! What’s your secret? How was it processed? I’m assuming you used a wheel for the spinning. Do you have a cashmere goat?
Since the Charollais arrived I haven’t spun any more Cashmere, I need to dehair some first. I haven’t felt like tackling that job what with the Charollais and still spindling BFL to weave a baby blanket (I’m beginning to question my sanity on that one).
Reading your post made me grateful that Ed doesn’t give a hoot about taking pictures. It’s the little things that rub hard on a marriage. My son keeps finding great camera deals on Craig’s List, you might try looking there to get yourself one. Tell Matt you need it to keep the peace.
boys are just doodyheads. they all do that stuff. makes me nuts too.
Don’t be humbled Fiberjoy, your cashmere yarn is beautiful and totally covetable. I used a double-drive Traveller on the little drive wheel with the drive band tension turned way down. I draft from the cloud in a very slow long draw and just use my right hand to pull off little fluff rings that tend to form around the single. Otherwise it’s all one handed. I bought it clean and de-haired already in cloud form– I am a de-hairing wimp
I am awed Wendy as usual. LOL. Keep up the spinning – I have been wanting to spin up all the wool here in the house— should take – oh say — about 5 yrs I figure at this rate LOL.