I’ve always liked the jaunty little nursery rhyme: Cross-patch, draw the latch Sit by the fire and spin. Take a cup and drink it up, And call the neighbors in. Two or three weeks ago, I found that I was feeling rather like that cross-patch. You know how it is; unhappy events seem to come in clusters. So I… Continue Reading Cross-patch, draw the latch
Continue reading →I expect it’s my upbringing… not only have I been wearing my 20-something year old insulated coveralls again this year, but I couldn’t bring myself to throw away a ratty pair of hubby’s sweatpants. So I started cutting them up, wanting to end up with the largest pieces of fabric possible. We keep ‘dog towels’, which come in handy for… Continue Reading Dog sweats and cat batts
Continue reading →In between knitting sessions, I jumped at the opportunity to visit a local alpaca farm with friends, and was totally and completely charmed by those huge eyes and soft coats! That’s Frosty looking at the camera – she’s a rose grey. I gather she’s at the ‘rose’ end of the spectrum. Levi, the herd sire you can see at the… Continue Reading Alpaca interlude
Continue reading →When I woke up to the sound of rain on the roof, I tried to remember why I thought a spinning demonstration at the Kansas State Fair this particular day was a good idea… I packed up my wheel, wool, and knitted items and set off.Getting it all through the rain to the sheep barn was, um, interesting; but I… Continue Reading Foul weather on a Fair Day
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