If I am spinning roving, it usually gets split and dropped into a gift bag that sits of the floor near my spinning wheel. If I am spinning blended fibers that are in batt form, they usually get split a few chunks at a time and chucked on the small table that my computer sits on which is next to where I use my wheel.Behind my table is a plant stand.
We have many many plants and the usually get hauled outside every second summer or so for a re-potting and a trim if necessary. Sticky, a philodendron, seems to be growing out of control. He is definitely in need of a trim having reached down about four feet to hang just above where I toss my split fleece. I had a good laugh the other day when I realized that Sticky had become a "Fiber Hazard" and had captured some silk and merino that I had blended and had been spinning.
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Obviously, Sticky appreciate fine fibers. Now if out of control sticky starts to weave, you got to do some fast thinking. Is there enough room for the two of you at the loom?
Mamoo
Sticky has lovely nails.
It cracks me up that you've named your plant...
That's a very special plant with a special name. Jackie got it for me not long after we got together.
Oooo! That explains the name.
Mamoo, I'm not sure you've guessed the origin for the name. Could be, but maybe not.
I am sure that you were sticking around Jackie so I'll leave it at that.
Mamoo
I'm still stuck on her. :-)
I don't want Jackie to lose her PG rating, so if any of the pathologically curious really want to know how "Sticky" got its name, you can write to me at webriggs@gmail.com and I'll spill the beans.
On another plant related subject, Jackie will be pleased to know that the back garden is cleared of snow. My rhubarbs are poking through the ground.
You must be a mad woman spinning! I can picture you fiber flying all over the place ;)
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