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Meads in progress

Nobody showed up for the Third Annual Mead Making Workshop this past weekend.

Sounds depressing doesn't it? But it was all good. I got two meads started all by myself without input from anyone so I really will be able to claim (or disclaim) them as mine. And my house is clean and I have food enough to feed the family for a week without having to go back to the store except to replenish the milk on, or about, Wednesday.

One mead is the elderberry.

The other is Pineapple with Mint.

Both of these are in 3 gallon carboys so hopefully, they will both come out well and be consumed without too much complaint or delay. Depending on how well they bubble along, I hope to rack them in February then again in May and finally bottle in July. That means they should be ready to drink starting in October.

I was going to do a repeat of the Rosemay Mead but got so involved in knitting lace that I lost track of time. I seem to do a lot of that with the knitting.

Missing pictures & lace

I took the photos for the last post. Honest!

The camera recorded everything very nicely. But when I took the disc out of the camera (I'm using a Sony FD Mavica that uses floppy discs) and put it in the PC, the PC refused to recognize the disc and claims it hasn't been formatted. I put it back in the camera and the photos are there and the camera recognizes the disc.

I'm going to try again with a different disc and see what happens. Maybe I will ask for a new camera for my birthday in June. Until then, I have to find a way to make this thing work.

In other news, I finished the crazy scarf. At least I think I did. It does not currently have fringe. It's sitting here whining for fringe, so I think I will have to spin up a little more of this weird stuff (I may just stick to the b&w fiber as it's nicer) and make some fringe.

I have also started a lace scarf for one of my mothers (either my mil or my mom). I think it will depend on when I get it finished. I had planned on doing a teapot cozy for my mil but that's going to take longer than I thought (perhaps for her birthday). Or I may just go out and buy her something. I will have to see what kind of progress I make on it this week.

In any case, the lace thing is really addictive. Reminds me a little of a crossword puzzle as you put it down, and it just sort of crawls back into your lap. And I made very visible progress yesterday... from nothing to nearly 8 inches on the Tiger Eye scarf. I even figured out a little boo-boo in the chart.

On line 8, just before you get to the central YO, it should be k2tog rather than a regular knit.

I'm making it out of singles I spun from the brick colored roving. I'm very pleased with how this is coming out and may have to make it again in a different color (maybe that pretty teal merino and tencel braid I picked up at FFF).




I have only two more hats to finish before Yule for the various children in my life, then I get to make something for my dad. I'm beginning to worry that I'm going to have to go purchase something as time is getting very short.

New project started and some still going on

I left my red sock, granddaughter's hat and shetland wool spinning at work over the weekend. I didn't mean to. My brain is just feeling a bit overloaded just now. Lots of new lingo to learn and new rules and regs to learn.

So, to stay busy (and avoid as much housework as possible) I carded up a whole bunch of the dark brown fleece. It's still a bit greasy and while my hands are very soft, I will have to wash this finished yarn in very hot (boiling) soapy water. I want to 2 ply it I think. At least I'm going to think about a 2 ply. In the meantime I'm going to spin up a bunch of singles. My hands are very soft from the lanolin. I'm still picking out vegetable matter (VM). There are still some second cuts, but I'm getting better at recognizing and picking those out too.

I will try to take a picture of the basket full of rolags and post it here when I get a chance.

I have started a cute little tee-shirt tea pot cozy for my mother-in-law. I hope I get it done in time to mail to her for Christmas. I found the pattern in the Spin-It Magazine. I'm making it in a dark brown/gold cotton yarn that I bought in a cone (I think it was a 2 pound cone). Eventually, I will also make myself a shell out of this stuff. I need to find the right pattern.

The crazy scarf continues... and continues ... and continues... I have a tiny bit of one ball and a whole small one left. I want to finish the scarf on the grey color then make fringe. I will probably end up spinning up a bit of the left over wool (I have about 2 ounces of this Koolaid colored disaster left). Once completed, I plan to give the leftovers it to a friend who I hooked on spinning but doesn't have the resources to buy a lot of wool.

I'm excited as one of my dear friends called yesterday to tell me about her local spinning resource and told me that her resource was a Kromski dealer. I told her that I THOUGHT Ken was thinking about getting me a wheel for Yule and that she really needed to be talking to him. They had a fairly lengthy and serious discussion and he took down notes from their conversation and lamented out loud at the $30 jump in the cost in the last month. So I think I may really, actually be getting a wheel! How cool is that?

Having a bunch of folks over for the Thanksgiving Weekend. I may be sorry I didn't do more cleaning but I will run the vacuum and hit the bathroom before they all arrive on Friday and the house is still reasonably clean since Samhain, so I don't feel too bad.

Brain Death, Sheep and Other Weirdness

First of all I've come to the conclusion that I really do have brain damage left over from the Lyme Disease Incident from a few years ago. I left my little purple bag of knitting at work over the weekend.

The hat I've been working on for my step-granddaughter is in that bag and my red socks and the shetland spinning.

I would just go by and pick it up but I'm not confident that I know the security system well enough to turn it off without having the police show up, so I'll just wait until Monday.

In the meantime, I'm carding the fleece at an amazingly slow rate and totally enjoying spinning it... neps and all. By the time I'm done with this whole fleece I will be much better at evaluating a fleece and purchasing quality. As it is, all the second cuts I can pick out are going into a shoe box and I may have to learn to do needle felting as a result.

Ken is apparently (based on demanded information about the wheel I want) ordering me a spinning wheel for Yule. Don't know if it will be a finished one or if he plans to finish it. We are both a bit alarmed at the price jump in spinning wheels since I first did my research just a couple of months ago. A Kromski Symphony (the wheel of my dreams) was $465.00 a month ago including shipping finished in walnut or mahogany. As of yesterday it was $499.00 unfinished. How annoying is that!

Ken has also confiscated my credit cards and told me that I must not order more roving/wool/fleeces until I have spun up all that I have. Fair enough for I have quite a bit. He was only half joking when he suggested that I order a sheep (or small flock) instead. I told him I would be happy to do this, but one ewe would be very unhappy by herself and pointed out that if we fenced in the entire yard (about 3/4 of an acre surrounding the house) that we could get about four sheep. We would have to fence them out of the veggie and flower and herb gardens but that could be done, too. He has no idea that I am very serious about getting a small flock eventually.

I would like very much for us to get a few more acres of land -- with luck, it would be adjascent to what we currently own. He could retire and start his own business raising herbs in the greenhouse and marketing fleece and perhaps lambs for meat. It could work.

But I wonder if perhaps aliens have actually just kidnapped my husband and replaced him with a pawn.

Fiber, Credit and New Job

I received a really nice package in the mail yesterday with some Shetland Roving. It's really nice in a sweet silver/grey color. I can see where it might end up being a little on the scratchy side. I've been spoiled to this point with Corridale, Ramboullett and Merinos. I'm thinking there may be enough (just) to make a lacey vest. But there may be just enough to spin out a lace weight and make a table topper for the altar. I'll have to see how it spins up.

In any case, it will be my last fiber order for a while. Ken is convinced that I have run up all the credit cards on wool. It isn't true. I've bought a lot of new clothes and shoes and Yule gifts. I'm using my debit card for the yarn and wool orders. But I PROMISED him I will pay off the JC Penney's card and the Pebbles card with my first paycheck from the new job before the interest kicks in on both cards (I have 90 days interest free).

The new job is going to be interesting to say the least and with the training, holidays and the pilot program back at the prison that I"m committed to until January... time is going to be very tight. The others are anxious for me to be up and running ASAP but scheduled office visits for December for me without knowing my schedule. So, today, I will be rescheduling all those appointments.

You can call me "Officer"

Today's the day.

As of 8 a.m. today I am once again an Officer.

But this time I'm a Probation Officer.

I get to wear real clothes and cute shoes.

I get to wear jewelry.

I get to wear a bullet proof vest.

And I'll be carrying a gun.

Scary, huh?

Hoover says finish it

One of my loyal (or semi-loyal), certainly highly critical readers -- Hoover -- says I forgot to finish my story. I haven't forgotten. It's call suspense.

The new job starts Monday.

I have a new wardrobe for it.

I even have new shoes.

Until then, you can wait to find out what I decided.

Color coordinated stashes?

I'm still spinning along on the yarn for the crazy scarf. As I'm knitting this thing I am truly coming to understand the desire for some consistency in the yarn weight (going from nearly pencil thick to thread thin in the space of a foot makes for some strange looking knitting). I'm learning that I like the randomness of the colors in homespun. A lot. And I'm getting faster with both the knitting and the spinning. I find I also like knitting with singles. All good.

But I'm going to be very, very careful about dying my own stuff from now on and making strange color combinations simply because I can. The color combinations in this thing are really starting to make me twitch (to quote a dear friend).

I could probably be further along, but I'm afraid to take it out in public lest someone believe me to be colorblind. I can explain to friends and family that this monstrocity is for a young lady with top of the line ideas but who loves outlandish dressing. It is a visual demonstration of outside of the box thinking. Oddly enough, it actually works in that capacity... but you have to be a very special person to pull it off. I could not.

With all my shopping experience from this weekend, I have come to realize that my best "style" is conservative and my best colors are cool but calm. Greys, plums, charcoals and blacks with some cool ice greens are best. Oddly enough a bold cherry red is stunning on me and will be used for punch in the wardrobe when I need to make a point.

So, I'm thinking that most of the stuff in my yarn stash doesn't meet this color scheme. I'm still going to knit myself a pair of alpaca blend mittens in maroon and white (because I have the yarn and my hands suffer so badly from cold), but when I get my wheel (you see, I've moved away from "if" as it seems that these days all things are possible), I will be spinning up a lot more greys than browns and teals rather than maroons.

Don't get me wrong. I have many family members and friends from whom I need to knit. Some of them look ravishing in warm colors and will benefit from my current stash of maroons, moss greens, and browns. My step-daughters-in-law both like greens and browns (I still need to make time to knit a pair of socks from some yarn for one of them). She might get them this spring.

Ken, like me, looks really nice in purples and tourquoise type colors. My sons don't care so long as it isn't pink.

So, I have some nice grey blue yarn on the way here from Knitpicks with a nice pattern for a cardigan sweater that I'm going to knit for myself. I would have spun the yarn myself, but I don't have that wheel on hand just yet. But I'm thinking I need to organize the stash a bit. Do a better job of planning future purchases; and only buy stuff when I have a specific project in mind.

Now, I reserve the right to change my mind after I have the yarn. All these kids for whom I've been knitting hats benefited from my mistaken notion that I could and should knit a black sweater for my youngest kid even though he warned me before I bought the stuff that he would not wear it. So the yarn is going for another use. And I'm using up odd bits of scrap yarn my mother gave me when I was a brand-spanking new knitter and she wanted to clear out her stash closet for those cool skinny stripes they like.

But I wonder if I have the control to do this? Can I resist buying a particular roving or yarn just because it doesn't fit my color scheme? Can other people do this?

Midnight Oil

Seems like everything wakes me in the night these days. I rarely get through an entire night without interruption. And once I'm up. I'm up.

Woke up at 3:30 because one of the dogs thought she heard something outside and barked. Once. I was awake.

Let the dogs out and decided to wait for them to come back or I would just have to get up again. Little one came back first (as always). Two big ones came back about 20 minutes later.

But now I'm wide awake. And now it's 4:29 a.m. Part of me is saying: "Go back to bed, silly, get at least another hour of sleep." Another part of me is saying, "It's not worth it. Make some coffee and let's do something productive. You can nap later."

Well, I know from experience that the second part is lying about the nap. And I know the first one is being overly optimistic and I will probably just lay there and toss and turn.

I think I'll give it a few more minutes and see how I feel then.

I packaged up the mini-sock yesterday, put it in the car and forgot to mail it. I will try to drop it by the postoffice today. Here's a pix of the tiny thing. Ken wanted to know who was having a baby (and a premmie at that). I assured him there were no more babies in our future anytime soon (including grandbabies)... at least none that I know about.