I had a bit of thinly spun yarn on a bobbin from a year or more ago and decided to just ply it up. But I didn’t want to navajo ply it, so I made an Andean plying bracelet. Amy laughs because the first time I tried to do this I couldn’t and rather than toss the mess, I ran the thread all over her store to straighten it all out. Nobody could move.
But now? I can do it!
It does rather make that finger turn purple. But sets me up just dandy to give the evil eye hexy thing to my neighbors. The wine bottle comes in handy to hold it until ready for plying…
I thought I’d use the rest of the fiber (Amy’s Corriedale, in the color “Mandy”) for the long draw. I’m closer, but not quite there. Here’s half the top, fluffed up, yarn 2-plied, and leftovers.
hmmmm, time for another bracelet.
Phantosmia. Who knew it was a real thing? I haven’t been able to smell much since a bad sinus infection in May, and then at the end of the May I started smelling smoke. EVERYWHERE. Practically all the time. My doc put me on Flonase, but that hasn’t done much, so I’m setting up an appointment with an ENT. The other night I googled “smell smoke” and the FIRST result was a forum about “you smell smoke when it isn’t there”. No real answers, but lots of questions for the doc. Causes range from tumors to polyps to chemical sensitivities to allergies to nose picking to stress to proximity to computers to nerve damage from upper respiratory infections (the most likely for me). Easy things to try include sinus irrigation (which I’ve done) and steam inhalation therapy. You can buy a device, but a bowl of boiled water works just as well. I’ve been putting a few essential oil drops in it, which I can’t smell… until the hot water hits it. YOWZA.