yarn!

Dear Diary, I finished up spinning, plying, washing, drying and skeining that blue/purple/lavender/black romney roving. The cats are always fond of helping with fiber arts. These muggle photos are terrible, not as color-true as wizarding photographs.

I'm afraid the smell of wet wool in our dorm room was a bit much for poor Emma. But it wasn't just me. After all, Elanor is busy dying some yarn, so her fiber stuff stunk too. I'm not sure that Elanor's odorbegone charm is quite working as we thought it would. Must do more research into Charms...