This has come back into my possession, though I have no memory of why I ever had it in the first place. Maybe to make curtains? The roll is as tall as I am, and it’s not even close to being exhausted. What to do? I see more bags in my future, but beyond that I have no clue.

I filled another spindle with the gold-plied handspun, but I have yet to offload it to the niddy noddy. That’s a job for tomorrow.

And, I’ve nearly filled my first bobbin on the wheel.