Today I did some more work on my room. I moved my spinning wheel to a spot where I can easily get to it; unlike before when it was shoved into a corner. My spinning wheel is an antique Northern European flax wheel, and I haven't done anything on it for a while. I couldn't resist the urge to spin "just a few" (yeah right) yards of rug yarn on it. Even after over 100 years of struggling through "life" it still spins like a dream! Every time I use it I am reminded why I love antiques. I love them because if they are still around after all this time they must be sturdy, and functional.
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