Good morning, and happy Saturday! Insomnia struck again this morning, and I’ve been awake since about 2AM when all the dogs woke me up to go outside and pee. I tried to go back to bed but by about 3:15 or so it was clear that sleep was not going to happen, so I decided I may as well start my day, and despite the fact that my dear spouse could sleep through a hurricane, I still creep around the house as quietly as possible.
I made good use of the first hour or so before sitting down to write, and did a little bit of necessary cleaning and organizing in my craft room. There’s a recent article on how messy rooms inspire creativity that I’ve seen several friends sharing lately, and while that may be true for many people, I find the opposite is true for me. Maybe it’s because I live in such a small house. We’re a whopping 962 square feet here and my craft room is a 10′ by 10′ bedroom. Perhaps if we had a little more square footage here I could be a little more relaxed about it, but organization is essential to making small spaces work. It doesn’t take much for my tiny craft space to get cluttered, and I find that clutter just distracts me. Continue reading “Clearing craft space clutter and getting ready for a carding challenge”
I guess it comes as no surprise that I’m friends with a LOT of people who keep flocks of fiber producing animals, and over the last couple of weeks I’ve seen many of them expressing their outrage over PETA’s latest bit of anti-wool propaganda. This “ad” shows a man holding what appears to be a bloodied lamb with large patches of skin missing with the caption “Here’s the rest of your wool coat.” There’s a huge problem though, the lamb is a prop made of foam.
Good morning and happy Saturday! It’s good to be waking up in my own house this weekend. Don’t get me wrong, I had a fantastic time last weekend at the Men’s Fall Knitting Retreat in Seattle and I’m so thrilled to have been able to go this year. But no matter how much fun something may be, I always miss my home, my dear spouse, and our darling dogs. They missed me last weekend too. My pharaoh hound would pace at bedtime, coming into the bedroom and sniffing my side of the bed, wondering where I was. During a phone call home one of my Italian greyhounds could hear my voice coming from the phone and gave that typical perked ears and tilted head look that is part curiosity and part confused. Everyone in the house was glad to have me home too, and an exuberant welcome home is always a nice thing.
Good morning from the west coast! I’m in Seattle this weekend attending the Men’s Fall Knitting Retreat. This is my first time at this retreat and even though I wasn’t able to bring any of my spinning wheels, I did pack a selection of my spindles to teach a spinning workshop on my first night here. Others did bring wheels though and this retreat has its own loaner wheel, an Ashford Traditional. It’s going home with one of the guys here. I taught him to spin on it yesterday.
Facebook friends got a sneak peek on Wednesday night of the two new-to-me wheels that I acquired. These were a completely unexpected acquisition too. Here’s the story of that acquisition, and a little bit more that I’ve learned about them since they’ve been in my possession.
A friend who knows a LOT of local antiques dealers asked around some time ago on my behalf if any of them had any antique wheels or to let him know if they come across any. By “some time ago” I mean at least last spring. Antique wheels, good ones anyway, just don’t seem to come up in this area all that often. When my friend called me yesterday to tell me that one of his antique dealer friends had not one but TWO, I was immediately intrigued. I was given the number of the gentleman with the wheels and I called him to ask if I could come and take a look. He described them a little more, and reiterated that they were both complete and in great condition. He had just picked them up and didn’t have any pictures that he could send to me first, so all I knew about these wheels, which wasn’t much, was from that phone call.
Good morning, and happy Saturday! We’ve finally made it to the month of May. Seems like the trees should be a lot greener than they are, but I guess that’s just a sign of how long and cold winter really was. My lawn is doing nicely, and it’s just about time for the first mowing. That’s a job I can almost enjoy now, thanks to the new lawn mower I got late in the mowing season last year. I had no complaints about the performance old mower prior to its demise, until I got the new one. It’s still a chore though.
The dogs allowed me to sleep in until a little after six this morning so we’re all off to a slow start here. It’s a cold rainy morning and there’s no plan for the day until dinner this evening with some friends. We dog-sit for them when they go on vacation, so we’re bringing our two boys over for a play date with theirs. These are all Italian Greyhounds, so it’s like visiting cousins. Continue reading “Saturday morning knitting, with handspun, of course!”