I have been thinking about my fiber habit, and have come to the conclusion that I'm a color addict. It all started back when I was a kid, and somehow we ended up with a couple of kaleidoscopes...
I spent hours looking at the colors and designs as I turned the barrel on my 'scope...
...each one unique...
...each one beautiful...
...and then the kaleidoscopes tumbled into the land of Idonknow, where all things go when they've left the hands of children. It's kind of like the place that lost socks go, but more distant, with less chance of returning to the land of Ohmygosh Hereitis!
So, it's any wonder that I have this in my fiber stash? And this?
Is it any wonder that I have one of these spindles now? (A note: this is not my spindle, but an example of the type I have. I'll post a photo of mine when I get the photo program figured out again)
Or this whorl on my spindle?
Color. It seems to be all about color.
3 comments:
Oh me too! I love color so much! It's what makes knitting and crocheting and spinning and weaving so much fun. You could make the same thing over and over again but make it completely unique with every color you use. Make the thing ugly or beautiful or crazy or funny just by changing what color you use! Oh the possibilities!
- Bethy
That first photo would make a lovely quilt.
I like these pictures, my children had a kaleidoscope when young and I probably played with it the most, I loved the colors, pamela terry and edward are right the first photo would make a nice quilt. Kathleen thanks for coming by and posting a comment,I could not find your email.
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