My spinning story
My background It was only very natural for me to start spinning some day. I grew up in a small village in Siberia. Very harsh weather always called for woolen socks, hats, mittens, sweaters, scarves. I love snow. It's purity, it's magical sparkles when flat snowflakes reflect the light of the sun or an electric poll. But I prefer to have occasional snow, which comes and goes the following day. My parents both were knitters. My father was an avid spinner as well. He had his electric spinning wheel, which he used to spin some sock yarn while watching TV. I still remember the humming sound of it, which was somehow adding comfort to the already cozy home. How it all started Maybe because I wanted to make my home more comfortable and cozy, on 12th August, I purchased an Electric Eel Wheel Nano 1.1 from Dreaming Robots. It had to sit in the closet for a while because I had a new Ashford Rigid Heddle loom 32", which was gifted to me by my dear husband (the best...