August 05, 2005
It was hotter than hell and Hades combined yesterday. 98 degrees, they say. Having no air conditioning (but seriously considering selling the stash to finance some), Sherlock and I sweltered while the Gray was once again wined and dined by...
August 04, 2005
It appears there are many other sinners such as I who do nothing with our handspun. Let us seek absolution and grant it to ourselves, eh? I've now restored more than 80 blog entries dating from February of 2003. These...
August 03, 2005
I finished plying a skein of Chasing Rainbows silk and merino. You'd laugh if you saw what I do with my handspun-- nothing. Absolutely nothing. I have two baskets and more filled with handspun. I ply up a skein, throw...
August 01, 2005
I'll take a brief respite from Ireland photos to indulge in some fiber-related ephemera. But before I do, guess who showed up at my house yesterday? Ladies and gentlemen-- back from Belgium, Israel, Spain, Italy, Holland and other Lands Far...
July 30, 2005
The biggest surprise that Jeremiah had for us when we drove the Ring of Kerry was a demonstration given by a working shepherd with his dogs. Unfortunately, Jeremiah called this a "dog show" and the rest of the Ireland Eleven...
April 14, 2005
The darkest of the Cotswold coloration is herein pictured, spun into singles that will be washed to set the twist and then be worked into something wonderful....
April 13, 2005
How much fun can a natural-colored Cotswold fleece be? Tons! Because of the variety of color within the fleece it is possible for this easily-bored color-addicted somewhat-distracted poodle-besmitten cat-interrupted tactile-loving task-oriented fiber enthusiast to make good progress within a reasonable...
April 11, 2005
It was an adventurous weekend out here in rhododendron land, and last night I went to sleep with multi-tonal "baa"s resounding in my ears and the memory of a long horsey face watching me as I watched the sheep that...
April 05, 2005
I can't do anything but comb, but at least it's better than drinking, don't you think?...
March 31, 2005
It's here, the Schact-Reeves 30" Saxony in beautiful cherry. Spins like a dream. What did I do first? Remember the leftover dye job from the other day? Here... let the pictures do the talking....
March 23, 2005
March 22, 2005
At the Black Sheep Gathering a couple of years ago I bought a hunk of lanolin that had a lot of merino in it. At the time I thought I was buying a very nice fleece, of course, but the...
February 22, 2005
I thought it might be fun to talk about each of the classes at Gig Harbor on separate days so as not to overload the reader. First, on Thursday, was Deb Menz's "Simple Plying for Color Effects", for which this...
January 24, 2005
Tools-- I love them. I'm worse than any man, although my tools are usually in support of handwork and do not plug in. If you think about it, there are few simple tools. A piece of paper? How do you...
November 12, 2004
Three-ply rules! One day I might discover that 4-ply or more rules, but for now, 3-ply is the queen. Two ply? Flat. Hard for me to get a balanced yarn (one that isn't over or under-twisted). But three ply is...
October 24, 2004
Have I ever told you about my Theory of Vibration? Although I don't apply the TOV enough, I believe that for people like me who suffer from depression all their lives, a key ingredient in the elusive super cure is...
October 23, 2004
If anyone had stuck their head into the Parlor last night they would have been greatly amused or perhaps slightly alarmed. The Gray, lying on the flowered couch and looking quite handsome in his black turtleneck and olive slacks, was...
October 22, 2004
I polled the wheels of Icelandic yarn. None of them wanted to be cats. "We've worked hard to get where we are today," the medium brown told me. "We don't want to be 'cute' and we don't want to be...
May 09, 2003
Yesterday was a fun day. Brad brought Sherlock out for lunch so that we could take a walk along our wonderful nature trails near my workplace. There is a beautiful salmon creek there that goes for miles, and the areas...
May 07, 2003
I came home early from work after going by the doc's office for the usual "you are sick" diagnosis. I figured a good remedy would be to stop by Weaving Works on the way home. While there, I met a...
May 05, 2003
Ezra and I were a match made in Heaven, and Heaven was the Maryland Sheep & Wool Festival 2003. But more about him later... The Welcome I arrived at the Baltimore airport Friday evening, and was greeted by the sweetest...
April 06, 2003
Scads of fiber fanatics converged on the Seatac Marriott yesterday to peruse the wares of the participating vendors of the Seattle Fiber Arts Expo. Among those fanatics were myself, Ryan and Teri, whom I had cybermet through ASOF in months...
April 03, 2003
Ok, you want pictures, you get pictures. First, the first 7 scallops of the border of the lace shawl: And here is what the shawl is supposed to look like when finished: I was working quite hard on Neighborlady before...
March 16, 2003
Today Brad and I are taking a nice little day-trip to Bainbridge Island. We will board the ferry at Seattle, and after arrival on the island will spend the day meandering around, looking into shops. Antiques, arts and crafts, all...
March 13, 2003
Many a sock has been started And many of them were discarded But in an effort of tryin' To keep up with Ryan from her other WIPs Sheila had parted... and finished this!! At my recently had birthday party I...
March 10, 2003
I never knew getting older could be SO much fun! Yes, yet another Sunday Soiree was held at my house, this time it combined a great movie -- Best In Show -- with great friends and a wonderful Northwest Salmon...
March 06, 2003
I've been working on a silk shell for my daughter's 21st birthday. It's the ogee lace shell from Jaeger's #4, and is a pleasure to knit. And still spinning! I've become addicted! I have some silk and wool roving in...
March 02, 2003
There are a few things in life that one must experience for oneself. The inexplicable joy of giving birth to a child. The odd sensation that the moment you wake up from surgery was the same moment you went to...
