butterscotch twist

Today I was browsing Etsy and happened to espy some wonderful wool batts named after angels  and they were calling my name like the sirens of spinning.
I peeled myself away and plugged wax in my ears and spun a couple of previously stashed batts, all the while, lashed to the mast.

Well really there was no mast and no wax but I did spin some. Bailey is home from school and tries to look ferocious when I point my camera at her.