It seems that this is where I find myself every day... I find myself thinking of my grandmother's treadle sewing machine as my right foot rocks the treadle of the spinning wheel. Very soothing..and exciting too.
The box is filled with Corriedale wool. The orange floral metal box is filled with Morino wool.
Thought I would put this out of focus, grainy pic up (the only one I have) so the kids who live further away can see my new obsession.