I know I've featured a few of my wicked-looking tools lately. But here's one I'm really starting to love: My English Wool Combs: I've had them for about 18 months, but they've been in the category of things I must get comfortable with and avoid in the meantime. Of course, that was never a good strategy. In the last few weeks I've moved to Plan B: just keep using them until it becomes second nature. That approach is starting to pay off. Today I'm preparing some more Corriedale fleece for worsted spinning. I'm still having to think carefully about what I'm doing, but I'm getting into a routine and I'm loving the look and feel of the rovings.
. . . I should probably explain my terms for those readers who aren't familiar with the worsted spinning process and how it all works, sorry, I can't wait to get back to my combs. If you're interested, you can follow the labels that appear below this post to find the information. Or feel free to comment and ask questions. Like most people newly in love, the only thing I like better than being with my combs, is talking about them!