Whew! I just got through airport security, and am waiting for my flight
out of Bend. I have two carryon bags and a giant suitcase with me. There
was a teensy bit of fiber acquisition during the trip, plus a wool wash
door prize and a little something for my girls, so all the bags are
stuffed to the max.
I even had to step aside and take some things out of the big suitcase to
get it under the 50 pound limit. So I shoved a few heavy items into my
carryon bags, and lugged them over to the x-ray machine. Of course, they
couldn't tell for sure that my spinning wheel wasn't a threat, which
meant that I had to watch the nice gentleman unpack the whole big
backpack, which is stuffed with fiber and tools of all kinds and lots of
it. It was like a clown car at a circus.
"That's a bobbin. That's a spindle….that's a spinning wheel flyer."
You get the idea. After the all-clear, I managed to repack the bag (just
barely) and was grateful that the TSA guy hadn't commented on my "Fiber
Bomb" from Velma. It's just a metaphorical explosion of color and wool,
I'm including a picture of the two new bags, both of which I made myself
in the last month. I'll tell you more about them later, but they have
been very popular so far, especially the one made from pop tabs.
In the mean time, I am exhausted and glad to be heading home. I miss my