A Silent Scream

 

I went to my Spinning and Weaving group yesterday and met a lovely group of people.  They helped me with my spinning wheel, which needs fettling - I have the number of a chap Ystradgynlais way who will sort it for me.  The wheel isn't running true.  I suspect when we moved house, it was crammed in as the uprights seem a bit loose now too.  I went out in the hall and stood and practiced my drop spindling and it came back to me, though I need to practice a lot more.  Knitting - well, go back and do it on DPNs I was advised.  Rats!  Would have preferred the circular needle but the one I have is too long in the loop for the number of stitches I have.  Perhaps if I cast on looser . . .

Above is the fabulous view of Pen y Fan and Crybyn from the lane half a mile down from Llandew village hall, where the group meets.

I didn't stay until the end as the weather was luring me back to do a couple of hours in the garden.  I planted my white Foxglove in a small planter, and weeded a couple of others (weeds round the roses), watered recent plantings, planted the half a dozen strawberry plants I got in B&M Bargains,  trimmed the old growth on my Kilmarnock willow, and generally did a bit of weeding and tidying up.  Baby trees soon spring up if overlooked . . .

In the evening I rewatched the last episode of Outlander, but at the end I suddenly fell apart when Fergus unexpectedly dies in the fire at the print shop, and Marsali says she has no body to hold and grieve for, there are only ashes.  I looked across at Keith's ashes, in their lovely willow casket, and cried, screaming internally at my loss.  I guess it is the same for so many widows, on their own and missing the partner of a lifetime so greatly.  

When I went to bed, my cold had reached my larynx and I felt like I was going to suffocate, and I kept trying to clear my throat to no avail.  I was scared to go to sleep in case I woke up desperate for air, as I did the other night.  It was gone midnight before I finally drifted off, and I was ok.  

I'm off to Tam's in a minute, so they can get some jobs done which need two of them - I being the Rosie minder.  Enjoy your weekend.