Odette & I have been spinning silk this week. Here are my unplied singles, post-blocking:
I snagged this silk blend at Claudia's destashing event. As it turns out, when I asked her about it, she said it wasn't hers and suspected it might have been donated by Rosemary.
It was surprisingly easy to draft--so much easier than the wool I'd been spinning!-- and really helped me inprove my drafting skills. Because I wasn't constantly tugging away on the roving to draft, I got better at controlling the speed of twist with my forward hand and keeping my back hand ahead of the twist. I had planned to spin the silk fine, to maximize what I could get out of the roving, but it wanted to spin up even finer than I had intended, so we got on well.
I've never spun silk before, and as a result, the singles were as active as a toddler after a quart of expresso and 2 pounds of gummy bears. Each individual strand corkscrewed when I took them off the bobbin. If I had dropped the skein, I'm pretty sure it would have bounced across the floor singing the Tigger song.
They had to be tethered with a 5 pound weight (read comments here) to achieve their current state of inner peace.
Before one of you wags makes the inevitable joke that this is the most exercise my weights have seen in a long while (sadly true), be forewarned that I have been working out. Occasionally. When it doesn't cut into my spinning.
If my singles are so energized I could take my house off the power grid, you ask, why didn't I ply them? Because then I wouldn't have 540 yards, silly. I'd have 270 fairly useless yards. My singles may be generously twisted, but now I have a prayer of knitting a shawl from them.
And I have a friend who shares my love of this shade of green, so I'm hoping to knit her a silk shawl before the next holiday season. Like I've said before, I like to plan ahead.