So there are only two days left in Tour de Fleece, and let’s just say I’m hardly going to have the most impressive results. Neither Rumpelstiltskin nor the king would be impressed. But then the miller’s daughter wasn’t working a full time job as well. She probably didn’t let herself get distracted by several other knitting projects either…*
Frankly though, I’m content. I’m onto the third cop of the pale rainbow merino which makes me happy. Once I have the third one done, I’ll be half way there with my singles. But more importantly, I can ply the first half into a 3-ply. I really want to know how they come out because TheEnabler and I need to pick a contrast color and as I’ve been spinning, it’s clear to me I need to see how the colors come through in the finished yarn before we do.
Really, I feel like anything could happen when I ply them when it comes to the color and the right contrast to show it off best.
In a related tale, it’s not a miller’s daughter, but just a particularly beautiful but lazy village girl whose mother is bemoaning her gluttony for eating lots of pies in one day, but changes it quickly to her great spinning and sewing abilities when the king rides by. And it’s three old women who bail her out: one who spins, one who weaves and one who sews to make the kings shirts over three nights. They have each become ugly in different ways from their work and thus, when the king meets them at the wedding feast (their attendance is payment for bailing out the girl) he declares his wife won’t ever have to spin, weave or sew again.