My spinning speed on the wheel is about the same as on a drop spindle right now, but I am obsessed and can sit and treadle longer than I can stand and spin. The gentle swoosh of the wheel spinning is also soothing. Until I get a squeak. It doesn’t bother me (shockingly), but does set other people’s teeth on edge. I ask my eagle eared eldest to listen for the source of the squeak, then I apply a little oil. Off I go again. I even am making myself switch sides to balance the stresses on my body. I find it harder to treadle with my left foot and draft out to my right, but it is getting better!

I separated my hand dyed roving by Supernova Dye Works into segments and sorted by color. I love gradient yarns and wanted to separate the teal from the olive green. At the end of each day I took a picture of the yarn on the bobbin.