So I bring my embarrassing yarn to class and it’s just not right, well, not exactly not right, but unfinished. It needs to be plied. These yarns are not singles. Back to the drawing board.

Toni is now in my class. It was exciting, but seriously no visible Starbucks in Coquitlam and only one hiding in a Safeway. Finding our way back to class was a bit of a misadventure, but it’s no fun to get there in a straight line!

So much pretty fibre in class today. It was a silk fest. As soon as I came home, I started spinning the matching singles to ply. It feels good to finally be on the right track.