Or maybe just the photographic equivalent thereof.

We start with my morning commute, as we do every day, on the ferrry:

With the early morning commute project:

At the office, the mailman brings me this:

Followed by much jumping around with great excitement.

Shredding the end of the box reveals:

With more restraint that I think I’ve ever shown in my life, I removed the contents of the box, intact:

And, finally, opened it all up to reveal:

Since I couldn’t possibly resist touching the stuff, I managed to wind the Bartlett into balls while making endless phone calls this afternoon:

and, sadly, discovered not one, not two, but THREE knots in the one skein. My hands, however, are VERY soft from all the lanolin in it, which is wonderful, if slightly smelly.

I had to wait until I got to the ferry dock for the trip home to wind the first skein of alpaca. Here we are at the 20 minutes-into-the-winding point:

and…

(lovely sunset interlude)

…and at the hour mark, finally finished. Holy crap these are HUGE skeins. That ball is HEAVY.

I fear that my swift isn’t going to be big enough for this, and that I’m going to have to wind all three balls by hand. Ooooh, that would be lame. Hmmm, maybe I’ll have to buy another swift! Yeah, that’s the ticket! (enable me, Rob, I dare you)

There you have it, folks, the photographic equivalent of the high points of my day. One of these days I’ll get around to posting the low points on my other blog…

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