I love the smell of my rovings, that particular sheep smell. When I spin with it and later as I knit with it. I breathe in through my nose and the smell is like fresh baked bread in that it is almost intoxicating. I try knitting a sweater for a stuffed animal with my first attempt at drop spindle, then the thinner more springy second attempt. I look at my first attempt on the spinning wheel, Bad Acid, and am doubtful anyone would buy anything made of such ugly yarn. I am spinning the Raspberry Sherbert, its twist more regular and less springy, the weight more regular. I can go for quite some time now without having to rethread it. There is a deep satisfaction in making my own yarn.