Its name is handpainted BFL.
No, seriously. It all makes sense now.
I got this lovely giant fluff of fiber from FreckleFaceFibers yesterday in the mail,
promptly opened it and could not resist tearing off a chunk to try out on my rigged up spindle (my new one isn’t here yet–hopefully today). Everything just clicked. That’s what drafting is supposed to feel like. I still can’t do it without stopping the spindle (backspin, ahoy!) but I think that might be improved with the better quality spindle.
Two-plied this is a rather rough and uneven 16-17 WPI, which is a little too fine for my liking, but I’m hoping that’s just the spindle. I want to get sock yarn outta this stuff, if I can.
I’m still not knitting. Maybe today I’ll take inventory of my stash, get rid of a couple things, organize a bit, and see what’s there. There are projects that I want to make, and yarn that I want to use, but of course, none of the projects match the yarns. Always the way, isn’t it?