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I decided to go easy on myself with this next bobbin of cotton yarn. I’m using the unsupported long draw method so the single is about 3 times the diameter of my first cotton yarn with roughly half less twist.

The spinning is still slow, a little faster due to the bulk of the yarn. Quite a bit faster, but not as fast as wool. And unlike wool, I actually have to pay attention to what I’m doing.

In other news, one of the chickens was startled right over the hedge this morning. So first thing I get to do is go knock on the neighbors’ door and ask if I can retrieve my chicken from their back yard. The neighbors are nice people and let me into their yard, we chatted a little while. Elle emerged from a bush, screamed “Raaaagk!” and ran right to me.

It would have been less embarrassing if she’d just acted like a normal chicken and let me chase her around a little. Now the neighbors probably think I’m a crazy poultry whisperer.

Then there was the whole walk around half the block holding a chicken. A chicken that can’t even pretend to be a chicken and act somewhat put off by being carried around. No, Elle just coos happily and enjoys the ride.

I was tempted to just go with the whole crazy thing, I could have perched her on my shoulder and pretended to be a pirate. Instead I just hummed the banjo strains from Deliverance, but I don’t think anyone heard me.

So, because my life is like this; one of the other neighbors stops me (still holding the prodigal chicken) in my driveway. I don’t know what’s worse; the fact that I’m holding a chicken carrying on a conversation with my neighbor, or that my neighbor thinks this is a normal enough thing for me that there were no raised eyebrows or puzzled expressions.

Every once in a while he gave Elle a little pat on the head, like I’m holding a poodle or a cat so it’s not like he didn’t see her.

Maybe he has a crocodile or something in his backyard and that’s why the chicken as a pet thing isn’t freaking him out?