Melting

Day by day the snow is quickly leaving.

Birds now go out during the day

While two dogs keep an eye out for winged and four legged predators

Garlic is popping up through the soil

And several rows of potatoes have been planted.

The trampoline has been put up after weeks of begging

Repairs have happened to the out door coop and I will say, it was nerve wracking with high winds, to not only be in it holding on to the roof while the sides were getting screwed in, but also to watch my husband up high during those winds. Though I think the dogs chasing each other while Toph was on the ladder was worst of all, I definitely took a dog head to the knee when I stepped between Runa and the ladder and she ran into me.

I piled my first yarn on my new wheel,

It had been spun up on my Edam, but I was wanting to play on the kiwi. I know awhile back people commented that my older wheel was not a Wernekinck Edam, however a spinning group I am in has confirmed that it is indeed an Edam.

As I am getting ready to sell it I wanted to know for sure.

This isn’t at all the colorway I was going for but it has grown on me and now I’m trying to find the perfect pattern for it.

Late last summer a friend asked me to spin the hair from her doodle, the fibers are short and they shed when spun, but I blended them in with some Romney wool and I wasn’t sure how much yarn I would get from this dog, but I’ve hardly made a dent in the ziplock bag.

Have a great day folks!

Let’s get real

Often times I wonder, am I sharing too much about personal things? Sometimes I turn the death of a loved one into a PSA about reason why you shouldn’t drink and drive, or I’ve written about struggles with food allergies and why they should be taken seriously.

Today I’m going to do it again, however this time it’s not a PSA but a new discovery in my life that happened recently (last week), I wanted to talk about this because I’m sure I’m going to have plenty of entries talking about new stuff and well here is the reason.

It all began last spring when I took the ancestrydna test, I wanted to learn more about where my family came from, I wanted to learn about every piece of my heritage, read about the countries and learn about their traditions, maybe even add some into my life.

A few things showed up and to be honest my reaction was “I’m part Icelandic? That’s so cool”, “Not, what?! Where did this come from?!”

Then they started to do dna matching, most names I recognized…and then a lot I didn’t. I got matched to a first cousin who I had never met before, I’m thinking someone in the family had a baby and gave it up for adoption, that was until I realized that this cousin was the same age as all my aunts and uncles.

I started asking questions and no one knew about this person. I started talking to this person and who last Monday put me in contact with a few more people and that is when I discovered that not only did I have a different biological father than my father who raised me, but I also have SIX half siblings.

Now my biological father passed in 2010, but I have been talking to four old my new half siblings, I’ve met three of them, and they have all been very welcoming. It’s been a very weird and overwhelming and anxious experience and well I just went from two half sisters to FIVE half sisters and three brothers.

I am thankful that I have had the support from my husband and kids during this, also my mother’s side as well as all the aunts and uncles from my dads side. Most of all I am thankful that even though it was an uncomfortable five minutes talking to my dad about what I found, we have carried on like normal, because I am his daughter and he is my father.

So this might be too much, but I wanted to share this news with you all because as I said, I will most likely be talking about this more or talking of new siblings.

Have a great day folks

This could take awhile

I absolutely love my new wheel

I spun up 1/4 lb of this lovely blue merino and thought “How lovely would it be to ply this with a brown?”

The idea sounded amazing in my mind, however I don’t have a lot of brown wool to spin up. I have a love of white wool because I love dying yarn, but out of all my wool I only have 1 brown fleece….that while washed it still has some VM in it. Somehow this was overlooked that time I washed several fleeces in one week 🤷🏻‍♀️

I tried many ways to clean some of these wool, picking stuff out by hand, using the wool picker, using the combs, the hand carders, and drum carders.

This is entirely 100% my fault. I should have took better care in the summer and taken my time. Not that it will go to waste, this will be stuffed into whatever toy I make next.

What did work was the hand picking, drum carding, wool combing combination but by the time I got to that point my hands hurt due to some cross contamination I got Thursday before last. Once the salve starts to kick in again, I am going to try the combination again, I could of course always dye some white wool but what is the fun in that?

Have a great day folks!

Some people like to build legos, I like to build…

When I said the other week that I had ordered something to help me along with my crafting, I never expected the reveal to take this long.

My package arrived last week….well sort of, the mail person suddenly decided that they were no longer driving boxes up to the house. I can understand that and respect their feelings now that we have two dogs, one being a jumper, I probably wouldn’t want to deal with that either.

Instead of a package I was left with a “Sorry we missed you, you can pick up your parcel after three” note 😭 a very sad not to get at 11:30 am when you are anticipating something magnificent.

So I picked up my package, gazed at the lovely wool and started putting the pieces together, but then something happened…a duplicate piece.

Uh oh. I got in touch with the dealer who had never before seen something like this and contacted Ashford straight away! Within a matter of hours it was settled, Ashford was sending me a new treadle. Friends said “why not flip the treadle and drill holes and use it in the meantime?”

Because this is built from the bottom up! No way I was going to build it and take it apart again….well now that it’s together I doubt I could anyway.

I waited and waited and waited for my new treadle, trying to occupy my mind on something other than a package coming from New Zealand.

Behold! Yesterday when I got home there was my correct treadle!!! There was also a note from Kate at Ashford apologizing, THANK YOU KATE!

I started building….and then stopped because there was food to cook, people to feed, and dishes to wash.

After dinner I went back to it

Here she is, the new Ashford Kiwi 3. I am in love.

Have a great day folks!!

Three years

I started this king size blanket three years ago next month, I’m on my 5th cake of yarn and yes while it is going slowly, I was very happy with my work

Two days ago Toph said something that made me question what I did.

“The holes in the beginning are smaller than the current holes” and now I see it… for some reason I started adding two chains between double crochet groups, thus for bigger holes.

Normally I would do one of two things, I would either frog the project until I got to where I made the first mistake or I would toss it aside and never look at it again, because it would get under my skin.

Not this time friends, first because I refuse to frog three years worth of work and it was probably the second cake when I started my mistake, second I couldn’t tell until it was pointed out to me, it looks normal and I’m just going to go ahead and say I did it that way on purpose…plus it’s leaving my house when it’s finished.

It stills keeps me warm and toasty while working on it, it’s not damaged in anyway and I would really like to finally be able to give it for Christmas this year.

7 cakes to go.

Have a great night folks!