A lost sheep back in the fold. This was the stitch marker from the sleeve of the sweater hijacked during Keebler's great adventure last week. I'd assumed it would turn up, but was starting to lose hope.
He looks happy to be home and now both sleeves are finished and surprisingly none the worse for the wear. I even found the artist's tag from the basket. All istemporarily once again well.
With all the wool finally gone, I was able to reclaim not only the floor space and carpet, but also my big loom. It had been surrounded by yarn fleeces and quilt batting for so long that I'd almost forgotten what it looked like. I'm hoping some nice handwoven dishtowels might sooth her hurt feelings.
It's also cooled down enough I could turn off the air conditioning and open the windows. This makes the biggest difference in my day. Seriously. I miss hearing the birds singing, sheep talking, chickens cackling and myself think.
If it's cool enough to open the windows, it's cool enough to sit out on the porch and spin in the evening too :-).
That's a basket of Crazy Esther. I'm still sampling for just the right look. I want it to be textured enough to truly represent Esther in her old age, but yet not so funky she wouldn't be proud to know it was her.
Finally a fun problem to solve.
He looks happy to be home and now both sleeves are finished and surprisingly none the worse for the wear. I even found the artist's tag from the basket. All is
With all the wool finally gone, I was able to reclaim not only the floor space and carpet, but also my big loom. It had been surrounded by yarn fleeces and quilt batting for so long that I'd almost forgotten what it looked like. I'm hoping some nice handwoven dishtowels might sooth her hurt feelings.
It's also cooled down enough I could turn off the air conditioning and open the windows. This makes the biggest difference in my day. Seriously. I miss hearing the birds singing, sheep talking, chickens cackling and myself think.
If it's cool enough to open the windows, it's cool enough to sit out on the porch and spin in the evening too :-).
That's a basket of Crazy Esther. I'm still sampling for just the right look. I want it to be textured enough to truly represent Esther in her old age, but yet not so funky she wouldn't be proud to know it was her.
Finally a fun problem to solve.
12 comments:
What an idyllic spot! And your studio and farm are so beautiful. Thanks for the lovely post and pictures.
I rarely go a day with out checking your Blog. I enjoy your stories and the sheep and all that is going on. Thank you for sharing :)
What a lovely studio...I am covetous...and very happy for you!
You have the most amazing workshop, I remember back when you first built it. How are the boys???
So glad you have had a break in the weather. We have too. Your studio looks terrific. Anymore cat stories?
I didn't get to spend nearly enough time in that wonderful place, but every minute was worth it. After all, that's where I learned to spindle!
What a great studio - inside and out. I am still wiping tears from my eyes... I just went and read about Keebler's adventure. Only a pet sheep will cause that kind of bedlam. No, a pet goat could do it, too.
I am so glad you found the little bitty sheep! It would have wrecked havoc in a big sheep tummy (I think). Cows often swallow stuff including nuts and bolts and it throws their stomaches out. Have to feed them magnets which pull the offenders through the other end. A Nasty way to find stitch markers! Maybe sheep don't swallow their food whole like cows do.
Leah
The wool house looks like the perfect spot to listen to the sounds of Equinox farm, and while your at it enjoy some spinning and weaving. How divine!
Where did you get that adorable stitch marker???
I want to come spin in your wool room and on the porch with you. (when it's cool enough to have the windows open)
;-)
I love open windows also. There is really nothing as nice!
Linda
http://coloradofarmlife.wordpress.com/
the wool house ~ what a wonderful place!
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