Yesterday was my knitting group's Christmas Party, which is always fun. And I came home with more than a cool holiday cheese plate and knife- I also picked up this:
I wasn't exactly in the market for another wheel- I love love love my Ashford Joy, and I already have my old Ashford Traddy (which I had shipped over from New Zealand back in the late 70's). But, a couple of months ago, a good friend let me know that another acquaintance had a Babe wheel for sale, at an exceptionally reasonable price (read: one of those deals that you can't pass up). It took us several months to get together since Facebook insisted on stashing her messages to me in a spam folder. But finally, yesterday, we met up, and I brought Babe home.
I gave her a test run last night. I have to say that she's not a wheel that I will spend a lot of time with- she's noisy and there aren't very many fine controls. But, she's a fully functional wheel, light, sturdy, and best of all, pretty much indestructible, which means she's perfect for The Grandgirls (my Joy is adjusted exactly to my liking and I am loathe to let others, even my most darling others, fool with her).
So, when The Girls are ready to move on from their spindles, I'll be ready!
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2 comments:
Yay, passing on the addiction! Lucky girls.
I love that your grand daughter is learning and loving all things woolie. I learned at my Gramma's knee (just knitting...)
Have a wonderful Christmas. I really enjoy reading your blog.
Anne
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