From the Grecian Fates to Rumplestiltskin, spinning has always held a nearly mythical allure. Taking a cloud of fluffy fibers and turning them into usable yarn was a very important part of daily life, and the fineness and softness of that handspun could vary from 'fit for a horse blanket' to finer than any thread produced by a machine. Stories of a dress fitting inside a walnut shell might be exaggerations, but they're not far off. There are shawls five feet square spun fine enough to pass through the maker's wedding ring!
Mine isn't nearly that fine - not yet! This was my first real project with handspun, and I wanted something thick and warm. I ordered twenty ounces of Corriedale Cross, a favorite among handspinners for its versatility and ability to take dye. Since I'm still pretty new, I wanted something sturdy, especially since I'll hopefully be stringing this up as warp and weft on my loom. 
It took ages to spin all this fiber up! Seven cakes in total, and many, many hours at the wheel. It was pleasant work, though long, and I can feel it coming more naturally. Fly supervised, of course, though she'd much rather have the wool still on the sheep.
Though I've tried to keep things even for this project, there's quite a difference between the yarn I started with and the yarn I did last. I'll use the strongest, finest yarn on my warp, and use the fluffier, bumpier stuff for the weft. Now it's off to the dyepot (eek!) and we'll see how this yarn takes some color.