Above you can see my shelves for my beading stuff to the left. A small loom is safely up on a shelf along with my beading loom. The stuff piled in front of the window covering the sewing machine and the black bags are wool. Some masks I made when I was still a potter-sculptor are looking down at everything.
Now you can see all I need to get done this winter, or hide in tubs! There is a loom under there. Really. The brown paper bags are all filled with Pekingese hair. I was supposed to spin it and make a dog breeder a tote bag eons ago. My life went crazy and it ended up in tubs when we sold our house, moved, it sat in storage, bought this house and moved again. Out of sight, out of mind. I feel horrible I forgot something so important. I must get that finished first. I hope she is still speaking to me!
The above is all the processed fibers waiting for me to spin. The white wools will most likely be dyed first. The plastic carts have commercial or my handspun yarns in them. They are tight with yarn. While posing my skeleton, I broke his little right arm off. I have had him for years. He gets "dressed" each holiday with appropriate garb. Sadly, I will have to replace him.
I think I will have to rip it all out and start again, not being sure of what point I am at without my notes. Ah well...