
And here, many, *many* tiresome hours of hand winding later, is the completely wound yarn, all 1400 yds of it. I really did try to get it all onto one ball, but the thing became so unwieldy that I couldn't manage it properly. And OH, does my hand hurt! So, there are two balls, and I will undoubtedly have to join yarn at some point during the knitting of Bee Field. Ratz!

A ball winder is looming larger and larger on my wish list. Thank you, whatever drug company manufactured my generic ibuprofen.
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I'll say this for ya: you've got some serious balls there, lady.
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