Handspinning! Something I learned years ago. I have not had anything to put in my fingers of late – knitting is just at a dead standstill for now – and the end result was an awful restlessness which nothing could satisfy. Thinking, taking pictures, hiking, reading, blobbing, drawing – nothing, but nothing, had it. Then I looked at my spinning wheel, and went out to the garage where I have some carded fleece stored. And there was the answer.
A small fleece, carded and ready to spin, was on the garage shelf, stored with lavender. Below it is a heathery grey one. Two balls of lace-weight yarn were already spun. What I am doing now is a bit heavier, but not much, and the two will be plied together for something. This is true satisfaction!