It'd been coming along well, my newest creation, a v-necked ladies' shell knitted of corriedale and bamboo I'd spun and plied together. Lacy, airy, floaty, enticing . . . until the yarn ran out. Halfway up the final front half.
Sure, there was plenty of bamboo roving in my stash, but I'd used the very last of the corriedale.
Except for that small test ball where I'd plied corriedale with itself. If only I could unwind that winding.
Well, why not? If a drop spindle can spin (maybe that's why they call it a spindle)?, why can't the same principle unspin?
So picture this: Having teased apart about two feet of corriedale from the bamboo with which it was entwined, and having carefully hand-wound each end onto a bobbin—clockwise, of course—and having tucked a small lead weight inside the plied ball, for heft, and having secured the weighted, plied ball loosely with a rubber band to prevent too much yarn from unwinding, here stand I, winding with the right hand, winding with the left hand, while the weighted ball-to-be-unspun is twisting in the wind.
It took about ten times longer to un-ply than it had taken to ply those threads together, but finally, finally I had two separate bobbins of corriedale. Ready to meet their bamboo mates.