Yesterday was a good day. My replacement kick spindle arrived, is gorgeous, and has a great spin…all I have to do is figure it out! So I played with that until it was time to pick up Aneira from school, and then we went up to Table Rock Llamas in Black Forest, just the two of us.
My kids love Black Forest as much as I do. It takes about thirty minutes to drive out there, and it’s worth the drive. It’s a pine forest that stretches for several miles, with cabins dotted throughout the trees. Mind you, when I say “cabin”, I am using the term loosely. I should probably say log homes instead, because homes in that area are not cheap. The trees are everywhere and stunning, much taller than I’m used to seeing after so many years of Arizona’s mesquites and palo verdes, which natives to the area refer to as trees, and I refer to as oversized bushes.
I had taken a bunch of pictures, but my camera decided to have a mind of its own yesterday, so I didn’t really get a good look at the pictures until I transferred them to the computer this morning, and they looked like watercolor drawings. I don’t know what happened, but tech support informed me that there is no way to fix the pictures. However irritating it might be, I know it’s not the last time I’m ever going to go to Black Forest, since
I’m up there at every single opportunity, and I’ll just take the pictures again.
Table Rock Llamas actually consists of two buildings that look very at-home surrounded by pines, and they’re connected by a deck and walkway. The first building houses the yarn. Lots and lots of yarn. The second building houses the fiber, the classroom, and the dyeing room. The deck between the two is the perfect place – when it’s much warmer – to hang out with your wheel or loom or whatever. Aneira can’t decide if she prefers the deck or the class building, so she spends an equal amount of time running from one to the other and back again. Yesterday, her interest was caught by an Ashford Traveler wheel that also caught mine, since it was so easy to treadle, and she loved just sitting there and treadling the wheel, keeping it going. She seems to really like the idea of spinning, and seems happy that I’m giving her a spindle of her own.
We spent a fun couple of hours together, playing with fiber and yarn and spinning wheels, before driving home to chores and homework. It was a nice break from the mundane, everyday stuff we do. No yelling and screaming, just smiles and laughter.