The 'before' picture did not get taken; one of those situations when the 'after' picture prompts the thought but by then it is too late.
This basket was filled with bits and pieces of fleece that had been collecting – orts of sorts.
Then they all got spun into this one ball like an 'end of day' object that I believe glass blowers sometimes make.
It is full of energy, overspun with enthusiasm, waiting on whatever it is meant to be. I am thinking a vessel of some kind that will shape the energy but not tame it. Possibly in a crochet. Or extreme embroidery on a loosely knit grid. What comes to mind and hands is to somehow sculpt it ….. Hmmmmm.
In the meantime the basket is filling up again.