I’m still here, and it’s time for another update. The rejig of our family life that was imminent last year has re-rejigged itself – my husband has gone back to work full time, having been offered a decent job, and so my knitting/spinning has returned to the level it was at previously – fits and starts, with all the other bits of my life jostling for priority!
I’ve got some yarn on order for another post box topper, hoping to get that done in the next week or so in time for our village summer fair, and this afternoon I’m going out to a knit’n’chat group in Kilsyth with my spinning wheel. Before Christmas I took some dowels, CDs, fibre, and my Louet along to a craft skill-sharing group run in our village for everyone to try their hand at, and recently one of the women at the group asked me if I could come along to their knitting group with them too. I’m always up for encouraging people to take up spinning, so that’s me organising my bits of fluff this morning ready for an hour or two of chatting, treadling, and probably a bit of dropping spindles.
I don’t have any wool fibre left to take with me, at the skill-sharing group somebody had brought along some bits of coloured wool fibre from a needle felting kit, but all I have personally (aside from a little handful of silk leftover from my wedding shawl) is plant fibre.
I bought some carbonised bamboo from Wingham Wool Work back in November, so I’ll be taking that, and possibly the ramie I got from them too, though that’s really slippery so I think I’ll just be giving them the bamboo to start on. The other thing I ordered at the time was corn fibre, and when I opened it at the demo before Christmas it smelled very strongly of some kind of chemical. I assumed it was maybe flame retardant or something, and had meant to email them to check it was okay, but forgot – having just opened it, the smell has faded (though there’s still a smell), but the fibre is ruined, sadly. It basically just breaks when you draw it apart, at first I thought it was just a very short fibre, but no, it’s snapping. There was no mention of this (and any necessary airing or other care required) on the site itself, so I’m a little disappointed, but I really should have followed it up straight away so that’s that. I probably won’t be buying more of that from there, though.
I’ve also got my little collection of plant fibres from Flora Fibres that I’m still a little too nervous to use on my wheel until I get a bit more practise with plant fibres, and one of these is flax. This is something that I’m hoping to have a go at growing in the not too distant future – one of the other things that has been distracting me recently has been a project that’s almost been going for two years now, to set up a site for community allotments in our village. It’s taken a long time, but we’re not far from arranging a lease from the council of a field within the village that we can use. While it started primarily as an allotment site, the project has metamorphosed into a place for wildlife, as well as community growing and get-togethers, alongside the individual plots, and some of what we hope to do there includes heritage craft activities.
Natural dyeing has been a popular suggestion, and while I was researching this (and other crafts such as basketry) I stumbled across a project to revitalise flax growing in Scotland. This led me down a bit of a rabbit-hole but I ended up reading about the old flax mills locally, notably in a village called Waterside, just along the road from the village I live in. One of the things that I think would be interesting to do as a group, then, would be to try growing, spinning, dyeing and weaving some linen, from ‘seed to shawl’, as it were.
The mill was dismantled years ago, and nothing remains of it now, sadly. It was, by all accounts, such a lovely place that people would travel from Glasgow to see it on the ‘Puffer’ steamboats along the Forth & Clyde canal, and which is presumably why this postcard of it exists.