Oh cruel fates…
February 24th, 2010Down. Sick. Head, chest, stomach. Bad enough? Oh no, Dennis is sick too. Trying to recruit dogs to be caretakers. Futility.
Down. Sick. Head, chest, stomach. Bad enough? Oh no, Dennis is sick too. Trying to recruit dogs to be caretakers. Futility.
Snow, again.
Result?

Happy dog!

Unhappy Dog!!
‘Nuf said.
After a little break last weekend where temperatures were nearly 50 degrees – we were plunged into the chiller again this week. This morning when I got up, it was…5. Tonight, a whopping 6. Spring cannot come quickly enough for me.
I ordered 20 Amish Paste tomato plants a couple of weeks ago, I am sure I brought this cold on myself by doing that.
On the knitting front, I am trying to knit Elizabeth Zimmermann’s rib warmer, without much success.
The instructions are kind of muddled. I bought the DVD. It’s made by someone who 1) has a lot more knitting experience than me and 2) has obviously knit this garment about a million times, so some explanation is missed and therefore a lot of ’short-hand’ instruction is used. Additionally, I don’t have a 36 inch bust, and I haven’t found any real clear information on how to resize it upward. Ah, onward.
Current Mood:
Surprised
We got off work an hour early and are at home, changing into comfy clothes & slippers. That’s about the extent of our New Year’s plans. Fine by me.
Hope you have the type of celebration you want, stay safe and see you in 2010.
Well, we went to the Great Lakes Fiber Show today. No, I did not come home with a sheep or an alpaca. I just came home with parts of sheep and alpaca.
Behold:
Look at this face! There were a good number of alpaca there today. So sweet. Look how delicate their necks are!
We purchased fiber from two of the alpacas from these folks today.
I have two photos of the treasures we brought home, the acutal color is somewhere in between. Not quiet as red as the this photo, but not as washed out as the next one.
The fleece in back is alpaca, as is the ball in front. The rest is sheep’s wool. The red dyed wool has streaks of burnt orange and yellow in it.
As before, Maverick had to check out the purchases. He stuffed his big ol’ head deep inside the bags of fleece and pronounced it A-Ok!
I don’t know if Maverick has it within him to be a herding dog, however, he certainly could supervise the Quality Control department.
There were goat competitions and sheep competitions being held. There was much fleece and yarn and gizmos. There was a lot of spinning and knitting being executed. Unfortunately, I was so mesmerized by all the happenings that I did not take any pictures. It’s too bad too, because the sheep that were there were really lovely. Ah well, next year. It may take me that long to clean, card and spin up what I bought.
Looking for a drum carder, anyone selling?
Even though I didn’t know what the heck I was doing, it spun that alpaca into a nice, fine strand.
As I twittered yesterday, Dennis & I went out and about on a couple of errands yesterday. We went back to the farmer who we had bought those tremendous tomato plants last year. You know the ones, they grew about 5 feet tall and 4 feet wide and gave us tomatoes well past the first frost. You remember:
