The carder

The cupboard that takes the overflow.  When visitors come I tell them its Pandora's box and they open at their own risk.

I have a project and needed the carder to mix just two handfuls of fibre.  There it is, almost at the bottom, just under the green blanket.  Actually I couldn't see it either but I found its handle!  I valiantly burrowed through the pile (offcuts of handwoven fabric, bags of warp ends, yarn by the score, exciting projects started and left).  I had the carder box out and on the floor.  Wait!  What's in that ... and down it all came.

So I decided it was the opportunity to retrieve a box of fabric from the bottom of the far right of the cupboard so I could make some bunting for wee Zoe's room.  Did I find some treasures!  More about that later, probably after Christmas cause I know otherwise Zoe's mum will tell her what's coming!  But lets just say my daughter, the accountant, still has all the creations I made her.

 So above is the compost heap of fleece, sliver, locks of mohair, silk sliver, bits of yarn etc and below are the three bats I put through the carder with just one pass.

 And below is the sample of chunky spun, dare I say, art yarn.  Its not as thick as I thought it would be so time to go try again.

This is not a pretty sight.  Under that pile of .. um .. stash is the guest bed and you can't see what's behind the wardrobe door or out the passage.  I had to empty the cupboard to remove a TV aerial wire which was threaded behind the shelves.  Now it needs sorting and dealing to before family comes to visit next weekend.  I found bags of thread I'd forgotten about, bags I'd tried to find and given up on and bags of little bits left over from other projects.  What to do with it all?

And just so you'll forget the above scene I'll leave you with last nights walk on the beach. 

Evening blush.