Friday, June 24, 2016

Inspiration From Flowers





Foxgloves, Roses, and Daffodils inspired colours for yummy lace weight yarns in silk and wool blend.


Monday, June 20, 2016

Rose In Bloom

Red rose twining over the mailbox.
Wild rose over the back fence.
Sweet smelling roses to scent the June air,
This might be Apothecary Rose, I don't have a label on it.
Tropical Sunrise Rose at sunset.
White rose like a puffy white cloud.

Friday, June 17, 2016

Practice Makes... It Obvious When You Need More Practice

Everybody online suggested that Practicing your booth set-up at home first would make it easier to set up when you got to your event. So I practiced for this new direction that my life is taking. A table full of wool, hand-dyed. some handspun even, yarns and fluff.  


I registered my business as "Best Friend Fibers" and my logo says "BFF"


It looked pretty good at home, I thought.


Of course, in the end, I did things a little differently.


P.S. Tomorrow is World-Wide Knit In Public Day, and I'll be setting up at the Farmers Market again for that.

Monday, June 13, 2016

Are You My Mother?

Simon found a baby bird in the garden. I was mowing the yard and he was "on point" pointing to the bottom rung of a tomato tower where this little guy was chirping away.
 

The poor little thing seemed scared, stunned, and a little wet. I 'm not sure Simon hadn't already tried to eat it... or lick it... or eat it. He was quite sure I shouldn't have anything to do with it though.


This is Simon's barking face. He was not ready to share his mommy with a bird. As far as he was concerned, I was giving aide and comfort to the enemy and he repeatedly ordered me to leave that baby bird alone. Now! Mommy!


The bird meanwhile seemed quite at home on my finger, on my shoulder, even on the camera. When it fluttered to the camera it had a sort of "Are you my mother?" vibe. (Anyone remember that classic kids book? Good stuff.)


So  safe resting spot was found, where the little bird could rest and recover.
By afternoon it had moved to the hammock rope, and by evening it was gone.


Be well baby bird.

Saturday, June 11, 2016

Bathroom, Part 4

Indoor plumbing. I have proven one can live without it, but oh by golly, I so much prefer living with it.
Flush.
And the sink next.
A wiser person might have painted the whole room the night before instead of painting just what had to get done and then going to bed. I was not a wiser person -- but I thought I was pretty clever to figure out I could put the ladder half in the tub.

A few more finishing touches.

Even the bath shy Simon approves. He's a huge fan of the new bobbley bath rug.