First Lesson

It took me 4 months to get up the nerve to take spinning lessons. I was fearful of spoiling the ideas, conjured up in my mind about creating my own yarn, that I would spin, dye and finally knit into something beyond reality. I tend to do that. The idea is grander than my ability. I'm fairly hard on myself before I actually do the project. Most of the time it works out pretty well.
I went to my first Weavers, Spinners and Dyers Guild meeting in March. It was at the Earl of Meade's estate. Lovely place. I went wide eyed and anxios. Not knowing what I was in for. All gathered at the Middle Cottage. Enter... Juliet. Lovely lady who sat next to me. Little did I know that Juliet would become my spinning Guru. Chat, chat, chat... what do you do?? Oh, I teach spinning... Really??? I said. What do you charge?? Where do you live?? Can I get lessons?? It all spilled out so fast, it's a good thing I didn't have money or it would have been in her hand.
Happy Anniversary to me!! DH asked what I would like for my (our) special day. SPINNING LESSONS!! I said sheepishly. (no pun intended) So, late March, early April I went up to the Dublin mountains to a quaint hillside cottage to learn from Juliet as much as possible in 2-3 lessons. She's quite an interesting person. Really like her style.
I wasn't sure, walking out the door, if this was something I really, really like or if I was going to put my cute little wheel on Ebay the following week. It's tense learning to spin, but....