I am almost done with the first bobbin of twisty squirrely 2 ply for my Hawser Ply project. But, not completely done. Hopefully I’ll have a picture tomorrow. It’s been interesting, and fun so far.

In the meantime, it is time for me to start a new project. I know I’ve mentioned her a number of times before, but as a reiteration, my friend Marja is a spinner. She is not a knitter. She doesn’t knit at all, but I taught her how to spin on spindles because I thought she’d love it. And she does. She is also now the proud owner of a wheel and has been spinning for more than a year. It is amazing to me how much yarn a person who does not knit can produce in spinning. Meaning, ALL her craft time is devoted solely to spinning, which means she produces tons of yarn. That she, have I mentioned it? Does Not Knit.

Which means it is time for me to start knitting her yarn. She’s an insanely helpful person in general, but specifically, she watched Miss Bug while I was in Utah. And I am hoping to return the favor by knitting some of her yarn into finished objects that she can wear or give away.

I am starting with some yarn that she has identified as being the preferred colors of a person in her life, and she wants a scarf to give away. I am eager to have a new project. While I should have taken a picture in skein form, I forgot. So, now I’ve got 3 balls of yarn to show off, and they are indeed gorgeous!

I can’t wait to get started!

In other news, it was just over a year ago when I was headed out on a camping trip with Miss Bug, all stressed out because I don’t camp. I felt entirely out of my element and while I knew I’d get through it, I also knew it might be really hard work. I’ve camped as an adult, but just not in a form that was particularly difficult. For instance, I camped on RAGBRAI, but I didn’t have to carry stuff with me and cook meals over an open fire. I just slept in a tent. The setting up of the tent, the using it, and the breaking it back down was the full extent of my adult camping experience.

Well, I took Bug on that weekend trip, and while it was difficult, we had a good time. And, I’ve camped quite a bit since then, in various capacities. I’ve finally decided it is time to get my own tent. This camping thing has decided to stick. I enjoy it too much to stop.

We set up our new tent for the first time last evening. It is huge. It is awesome. We are happy.

Heh, I was going to end the blog post here, but just noticed how large Miss Bug’s hands look in the middle picture there. Someone is growing up quite quickly.