I love to spin fleece. So much so that I take my wheel everywhere I can. The funny thing about spinning is that not everyone spins (I can't for the life of me know why not), and wherever you are, you attract a small gathering. One of my favorite places to spin is at my son's baseball games. I set a little rug on the ground, put my wheel on it, set up my chair and multi-tasking begins.

At one game last year, a tiny little girl wandered over and wanted to know about what I was doing, etc. Her little fingers traveled near to the moving parts and I worried for her safety. I didn't know this small person, she didn't seem to belong to our group, but was perfectly happy to be where she was. She eventually crawled up in my lap to "help" me spin. Twenty minutes went by when a frantic grandmother espied her cherub on my lap, spinning fleece. It was time for my new friend to leave, but she assured me that she would be back the next day to help me.

It is never in inconvenience to allow someone to try to spin, no matter their age. Nothing is lost except a little bit of fleece, and in the grand scheme of life the experience that you share is meaningful.

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	I have no spinning wheels for sale right now...but I'm keeping my eyes peeled for some good ones!