I’m about to do some spinning and was just thinking once again how working with yarn and fiber keeps me sane. I absolutely love color and texture. The rhythm of a spinning wheel or knitting needles is meditation for me. The yarn I am spinning doesn’t look anything like what is in this picture. First of all I am still a novice and working to be able to control the thickness of the yarn I spin as well as the twist. Secondly I am still using fiber from my stash purchased years ago because it was a bargain rather than because I absolutely loved the color or fiber. Once I work my way into my stash a little more I am only going to buy fiber that I absolutely LOVE LOVE LOVE. And furthermore no more “free” raw fiber. There’s a reason that it’s free and paying for fiber properly dyed and processed is worth every penny. These are some of the lessons I ponder as a result of being 64 years old and wanting to make the most of every precious moment. Life is too short.