Normally I don’t name my yarns but this one became named as soon as I took it off the niddy-noddy. It’s called Stop The World I Wanna Get Off.

Early this spring I was feeling overwhelmed. I just wanted to spin but I had a shitload of deadlines. I finally said fuck it, poured myself a glass of wine and started spinning some roving I bought from the Taos Wool Festival.

“Stop The World I Wanna Get Off” was exactly how I was feeling at the time. At first I was trying to spin thin but the wine and my fuck it mood took the wool in another direction. I just had fun with the yarn and it got funky.

A close-up:

Prana was napping nearby:

There’s only 52 yards of this yarn. I’m not sure what I’m going to do with it. Maybe save it for an art project?

Here’s a pic of the roving.

It’s West by Southwest handpainted wool roving and I bought it at the Taos Wool Festival in 2009. It was 4 oz. I plied it with some purple yarn in my stash.