It has been a long, long time since I’ve used my spinning wheel. Â I am struggling to regain sufficient dorsiflexion in order to walk without a limp, despite doing physical therapy exercises religiously. Â We brought the wheel downstairs so I could treadle and at least gain strength, and possibly mobility as well. Â (First, the little bit of lavender merino yarn had to come off the bobbin so I could start spinning the KoolAid dyed pinky-orange roving. Â I will ply it later.)
George hung out with me and had a snack while I pre-drafted the roving.
Attempting to get the wheel going was tricky. Â My ankle is very stiff and the muscles in that leg are weak. Â I found the tension had to be let way out in order to keep treadling and draft correctly. Â It means I’m dealing with a bit of overspin, but right now the spinning is for theÂ doing and not the finished product. Â
The wheel tends to walk across the wood floor when the wheel gets going, so I keep a little rag rug my great-grandmother made underneath to prevent this. Â My ankle can hold up for about 20 minutes of spinning, and then it starts to grumble loudly, but after a short break I can return. Â The plate and screws and pins don’t bother me, for which I am grateful, and with time the soft tissue will stretch out more and the range of motion will improve.
After a number of sessions, I managed to get a small hank of fingering-weight yarn spun, and started a second. Â Not sure yet if I will knit it as singles, or ply it when I get the other half spun up.
Joining Ginny’s Yarn Along today. Â More from the garden later this week.