tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2897427015570444092023-11-15T19:16:14.215-08:00string, fluff, and random stuffmostly about knitting, spinning, weaving and who knows whatAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04546469834489306460noreply@blogger.comBlogger501125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289742701557044409.post-4430647271563470242016-11-18T11:54:00.001-08:002016-11-18T11:54:43.004-08:00Hot Off The Wheel<div class="IMGi15878fba9576e3982301"><br></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWpYwzxpCU5siltlwpLIdG56Hw_JkqfQA-wkdvPOcYtGI_NFe-kBVqVQd7caAnKJ-Tz5oRIiYddwKnNAl-GSqEsX9DPMI8wO03Hkz1_lcUo9U6PVE_oE-doM8rTeeXoupQc57Xr1OEwYBx/s1600/20161118_112857-783005.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWpYwzxpCU5siltlwpLIdG56Hw_JkqfQA-wkdvPOcYtGI_NFe-kBVqVQd7caAnKJ-Tz5oRIiYddwKnNAl-GSqEsX9DPMI8wO03Hkz1_lcUo9U6PVE_oE-doM8rTeeXoupQc57Xr1OEwYBx/s320/20161118_112857-783005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6354399329079375314" /></a><div class="IMGi15878fba9576e3982301">This is my very last bit of a Shetland fleece, from Brava of Boulderneigh. This natural colored fleece had, like many other Shetland fleeces, some color variation, so I decided to make a subtle gradient yarn. I wish I'd decided to do this earlier, while I had more of the fleece left. I really enjoyed spinning this fleece. Thank you Boulderneigh!</div> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04546469834489306460noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289742701557044409.post-71840022977912858722016-11-09T10:00:00.001-08:002016-11-09T10:00:38.586-08:00A Cowl for a Special Gal<div class="IMGi1584a287ccc949615101"><br></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJty99rNMdoG-Ox6CqSbdnp2tabll_g20JNrzG83rk96qNgX8rRtu1y-PF-OAoAvHREi8R5wRqUL_vBXCzO-rhsxNsPRncwnY4L_kQQoWtYMW-vhqn4mYxSv1Kxy3aSW4v-HlyPIrlilXk/s1600/20161109_093356-738587.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJty99rNMdoG-Ox6CqSbdnp2tabll_g20JNrzG83rk96qNgX8rRtu1y-PF-OAoAvHREi8R5wRqUL_vBXCzO-rhsxNsPRncwnY4L_kQQoWtYMW-vhqn4mYxSv1Kxy3aSW4v-HlyPIrlilXk/s320/20161109_093356-738587.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6351030156986793314" /></a><div class="IMGi1584a287ccc949615101"><br></div><div class="IMGi1584a287ccc949615101">A little something to help keep Sam warm during her winters in Michigan. It should be long enough to wrap twice, or one wrap over the head and another around the neck. Adapted to knit in the round from the Holding Hands, Feeding Ducks scarf. I spun the yarn from hand dyed roving by Capistrano Fiber Arts.</div> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04546469834489306460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289742701557044409.post-4737916035039519382016-10-24T21:42:00.001-07:002016-10-24T21:42:58.490-07:00Tell Me Why BabyWhy Baby, why<div>You made me ply Baby</div><div>Ply Baby, ply Baby ply</div><div></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_DsaD-VEVjm5RSj8PIAvLon6cYyQZ-4UZ_oW5XGyNbvglAb6Evp2_DpP_FP2mAWA15vMPcsEgNMwXHZebDY_ggE35hgYfT7cHXIyLmgN9uv-yoXe_eqcAu7dsv2JnPhERvAZhXAFzZSvn/s1600/20161024_205855-778492.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_DsaD-VEVjm5RSj8PIAvLon6cYyQZ-4UZ_oW5XGyNbvglAb6Evp2_DpP_FP2mAWA15vMPcsEgNMwXHZebDY_ggE35hgYfT7cHXIyLmgN9uv-yoXe_eqcAu7dsv2JnPhERvAZhXAFzZSvn/s320/20161024_205855-778492.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6345258325572020386" /></a><div class="IMGi157fa01acbdf3a4834f1"><br></div><div class="IMGi157fa01acbdf3a4834f1">Intended for a weaving project, the brown yarn is Romney, and the white is Border Leicester. I've spun over 2 pounds for this project, I guess I should do the math and get an idea of how much yarn I'll need. Off the tool of my head, at least 5 pounds. Good thing the Romney is a big fleece.</div><div class="IMGi157fa01acbdf3a4834f1"><br></div><div class="IMGi157fa01acbdf3a4834f1">In my last post, I complained about the heat, and wondered if it would ever rain. The last 2 days we've had little bits of rain, not enough to even measure, but I'll take it.</div><div><br></div> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04546469834489306460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289742701557044409.post-89861659610035501872016-10-22T13:25:00.004-07:002016-10-22T13:25:56.140-07:00Not Exactly LemonsBut that's what came to mind, making the best of the weather. The last few days have been hot. Especially Friday, oh my goodness! I think it hit 93 or 94 F. Too hot to do anything that didn't need doing. But, a good day for a Friday Fall fleece flout. (hehehe) A hot, dry sunny day is a good time to haul the fleeces out of the closet, remind myself what I have, and check for fleece pests. Here is what I pulled out of my closet. This is like a fleece buffet, and I want to take a little of everything and spin it right now. <br />
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Those, plus a few other bags in the shed equals 24 bags. Mostly wool, mostly colored, which surprised me. Mostly luscious too. There are 4 bags of alpaca in there too. Not counted; commercially prepped fiber in batts or rovings, and various bags of dog hair suitable for spinning, and a few ounces of flax and hemp. I guess I'll go through all that another day, that would be a good rainy day activity. If we ever get another rainy day. Here is a link <a href="https://photos.google.com/album/AF1QipOmRmKWtfO_bJzAMQqL-kztj-Tf_ohYrOAOQxFt" target="_blank">an album</a>, but there are no notations on the pictures.<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04546469834489306460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289742701557044409.post-54220613375063443172016-10-14T14:04:00.002-07:002016-10-14T14:04:56.819-07:00RandomingThe most ramdon thing about my blog these days is how often I post. Or not. I am still here. Some time writing wants to happen, and sometimes other things want to (or need to) happen more.<br />
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Reese, the puppy of unknown parentage, is nearly 6 months old. She is as big as Rowyn, and weighs a few pounds more. With great relief, I've noticed her growth rate has slowed down. Maybe she'll merely be large, and not a moose.<br />
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Rowyn and I went up to Oregon, to participate in the 2016 ASCA National show, the big, annual show for Australian Shepherds. We entered tracking at the TDX level (didn't pass) and several agility events (we earned one qualifying score out of 11 runs). We had a great time staying with our friends at Morgan River Ranch.<br />
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After that, Ro and I drove to Idaho for the almost annual sibling get together. We stay in a little town called Victor, just over the pass from Jackson Hole. My brother lives out there. We fish and raft and sight see and visit.<br />
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We've been back for a few weeks. I've knit a few things and spun some stuff and made some things.<br />
Gifts for Evan's girlfriend, Sam. She's attending law school at Michigan State, and I've decided she'll need many, many knitted things. I found some pretty-close-to-Spartan-green yarn in my stash, and turned it into fingerless mitts and a headband.<br />
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The mitts are L<a href="http://www.toltyarnandwool.com/blogs/blog/17124140-lambing-mitts" target="_blank">ambing Mitts</a> and the headband is based on <a href="http://www.knitty.com/ISSUEwinter06/PATTcalorimetry.html" target="_blank">Calorimetry</a>, just few turns, as I didn't have very much green yarn left. The green yarn is something discontinued, and I've no idea what the white was.<br />
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I've been making felted dryer balls. I was going to make some for myself, and then the dog rescue group we adopted Reese from, <a href="http://aussierescuesandiego.org/" target="_blank">Aussie Rescue of San Diego</a> and Friends, put a call out for crafty things to sell as a fund raiser at a craft market. Well, if I was going to make some any way... And its a great way to use up odd yarns and bits.<br />
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I needle felted the paw prints on, I thought maybe more people would like them that way. I decided I preferred winding yarn balls and felting them to wet felting the balls. And even better yet, most of the waste wool I'd saved from combing, carding and spinning worked out great when spun into fat, low twist singles and then wound into balls and felted. By the way, one full bobbin equals two dryer balls.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04546469834489306460noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289742701557044409.post-40252763147644419032016-08-26T20:18:00.001-07:002016-08-26T20:18:12.115-07:00More spinning, from the lock<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhErJ9Jc0Y55g96P_Q6P34TPPjS3-v8MNB55bnU9PFmshEZYjoaBZ77oieJFEe6Tk-Rj75q8pMVyE2BFy1wXH-bt_PsV4j-NO8mp-23FVo6ROBAGtPQZGC_CPpI6aV6zrYji4eOu7CuosS9/s1600/20160826_201321-792116.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhErJ9Jc0Y55g96P_Q6P34TPPjS3-v8MNB55bnU9PFmshEZYjoaBZ77oieJFEe6Tk-Rj75q8pMVyE2BFy1wXH-bt_PsV4j-NO8mp-23FVo6ROBAGtPQZGC_CPpI6aV6zrYji4eOu7CuosS9/s320/20160826_201321-792116.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6323342450436299410" /></a><div class="IMGi156c9fd1b4fabfed221"><br>This is Leicester wool. Pretty luster, no crimp, just sort of wavy. I should dye some of this, I bet it will be stunning. </div> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04546469834489306460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289742701557044409.post-11848265286639516812016-08-22T18:13:00.001-07:002016-08-22T18:13:47.704-07:00Green silk<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg23ClH5mccgqNa8dbLOiuYdaIyIfPBMpyR3krXPs7GYeNpvPD4BtGN2sCNm0WBz4lsOs7A-CWv194IWK70UKIhUgfXDRoSbSP3obwvk4af_lr5Q9PDl3wnf9b991SX9TdKw5mcqbmK-e-j/s1600/20160822_180957-727706.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg23ClH5mccgqNa8dbLOiuYdaIyIfPBMpyR3krXPs7GYeNpvPD4BtGN2sCNm0WBz4lsOs7A-CWv194IWK70UKIhUgfXDRoSbSP3obwvk4af_lr5Q9PDl3wnf9b991SX9TdKw5mcqbmK-e-j/s320/20160822_180957-727706.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6321826056942053858" /></a><div class="IMGi156b4f35c6f74caac191"><br>Spider egg sacs. Green spider silk. I wonder if it can be stretched out like a silk hanky? A really small one.</div> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04546469834489306460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289742701557044409.post-52719355033406234362016-08-06T16:19:00.000-07:002016-08-06T16:20:02.546-07:00The Romney<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhxt4KrE2KmyrZtdP_YuOQiuZIZWSCgukIE0FjzuyRvBp8ti5CxG9xXy9CJ6KgX3iLYepsJSnXwLbF6jZTOoKmExpGG_rtl0HwNPfng8kXsQ3sasUUfb-fp8ggvCfBuTZ98HIb7zkr8Mun/s1600/20160806_161449-702548.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhxt4KrE2KmyrZtdP_YuOQiuZIZWSCgukIE0FjzuyRvBp8ti5CxG9xXy9CJ6KgX3iLYepsJSnXwLbF6jZTOoKmExpGG_rtl0HwNPfng8kXsQ3sasUUfb-fp8ggvCfBuTZ98HIb7zkr8Mun/s320/20160806_161449-702548.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6315859380149309826" /></a><div class="IMGi1566223f5ebebcbb18e1"><br>Takes forever to fill a bobbin when spinning skinny singles. And I'm not even sure why I'm spinning so fine. I guess the fleece made me do it. </div> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04546469834489306460noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289742701557044409.post-16928777025627671152016-08-04T10:40:00.001-07:002016-08-04T10:40:30.744-07:00Found it!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRlciwDk6RZmFiaJBmPANENPj8mWFGNXkVJgSLyXk8daw4X9-K-EQbcvLqBhJS04aPLrbw09zgBtIYNoyRuBym-wVpDlYQaFyU6PLho9mYmu8dCSXxzmsmU8rKS1NyRYyLesVfNldcVFBB/s1600/20160804_093238-730746.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRlciwDk6RZmFiaJBmPANENPj8mWFGNXkVJgSLyXk8daw4X9-K-EQbcvLqBhJS04aPLrbw09zgBtIYNoyRuBym-wVpDlYQaFyU6PLho9mYmu8dCSXxzmsmU8rKS1NyRYyLesVfNldcVFBB/s320/20160804_093238-730746.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6315029706778916594" /></a><div class="IMGi156568aa43891f35d01"><br>For weeks, I've noticed evidence of a leaf muncher on my tomato plants, but I could never spot the culprit. This morning I found fresh frass (yup, I learned a new word, the proper name for caterpillar poop) beneath one of the plants. Looking above the droppings, I spotted the poop producer. As a little girl, 'horn worms' gave me the willies, what with the way they rear up at you when you touch them, and the fact that they're 'worms' with this giant, bad-ass looking spike at one end. Now, I think they're pretty, in a way, and they turn into really cool moths, but as caterpillars, I still think they're icky. </div><div class="IMGi156568aa43891f35d01"><br></div><div class="IMGi156568aa43891f35d01">While there haven't been many fiber related posts making it onto the blog, I am still fiber active. I finished spinning the last of the Shetland fleece, I think this is the first time I can say I've spun or otherwise used up an entire fleece. Now I'm spinning Romney, and I feel like I've finally really gotten the hang of spinning from the lock. It seems like the perfect way to spin long wavy locks. </div><div class="IMGi156568aa43891f35d01"><br></div><div class="IMGi156568aa43891f35d01"><br></div> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04546469834489306460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289742701557044409.post-91795060141596247842016-08-03T12:17:00.001-07:002016-08-03T12:17:34.123-07:00Puppy Hijinks<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It's been a long time, maybe since I was a little girl, that I had a puppy that had a tail to chase. Reese has her own way of doing things. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04546469834489306460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289742701557044409.post-64264280013140517512016-07-16T11:50:00.000-07:002016-07-16T11:51:00.581-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-sbNkPVg12oNv8QLcuhalkJdOracNMs4E0ZzdcvEVNYOZxhPp7tqEy5Ox6JqcctDdc4YkEW9YhoCgQxU2s4ctV0bT-yKk5313L329eYBYvjZwOBJOD3RQiGJUX066dJUChbMg_99rO0z7/s1600/20160716_105254-760582.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-sbNkPVg12oNv8QLcuhalkJdOracNMs4E0ZzdcvEVNYOZxhPp7tqEy5Ox6JqcctDdc4YkEW9YhoCgQxU2s4ctV0bT-yKk5313L329eYBYvjZwOBJOD3RQiGJUX066dJUChbMg_99rO0z7/s320/20160716_105254-760582.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6307997256779735426" /></a><div class="IMGi155f509b6ecb5fcf47e1"><br>Bread rising in the kitchen</div><div class="IMGi155f509b6ecb5fcf47e1">Garden growing in the sun</div><div class="IMGi155f509b6ecb5fcf47e1">Dogs napping on the back porch</div><div class="IMGi155f509b6ecb5fcf47e1">Think I'll get some spinning done.</div><div class="IMGi155f509b6ecb5fcf47e1"><br></div><div class="IMGi155f509b6ecb5fcf47e1"><br></div> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04546469834489306460noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289742701557044409.post-79554471339582056622016-07-03T17:03:00.001-07:002016-07-05T17:30:11.819-07:00There's A New Kid Around HereMeet Reese.<br />
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She is a 10 week old puppy, and is probably at least part Border Collie. We adopted her from <a href="http://aussierescuesandiego.org/about/" target="_blank">Aussie Rescue of San Diego County and Friends</a>. Her name used to be S'more.<br />
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Sometimes, you don't realize you have a plan until all the pieces come together, and it's clear as day. Last September we said goodbye to our wonderful old Aussie, Shae. There was no question that we'd add another dog to the family at some point, but we weren't in a hurry, we still have Rowyn and Scipio the cat. For a month or more, on Facebook I'd been seeing posts by Aussie Rescue of San Diego of puppies needing adoption. And every so often I'd see this black pup with white socks. "She's cute", I'd think and then later, "She's cute. I can't believe she hasn't been adopted yet." And then, "Maybe I should show her picture to Hubby." But I really didn't think he'd go for it. Well, a few weeks ago, Hubby started reminiscing about Shae, and how he missed her, and he never realized how attached he was, until she was gone. Shae, by the way, adored him.<br />
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It seemed to me, the Universe was telling me to do the math. One husband wanting a new canine companion, one cute puppy needing a family. I tested the waters by showing the puppy's picture to my oldest son. He agreed she was cute. I didn't tell him what I was considering. The next day, there's another post of the puppy and 2 of her sisters, still needing the right home. Okay, it was time to act. I sidled up next to Hubby in the kitchen, showed him my cell phone screen and very casually asked, "What do you think about this puppy?"<br />
"She's cute," he said. "Is she an Aussie?"<br />
I said "no, but she's part Border Collie and she's up for adoption."<br />
He said "What do you think?" Which is spouse talk for, "Are you up for this?"<br />
Very causally, I replied, "If you want to, yes." While inside I was thinking, "Wow, I didn't think he'd go for it!" Of course I was going to say yes.<br />
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I headed to my computer to fill out an online application. On the form, there was a field for 'describe your ideal dog.' And I filled in with 'must adore my husband' followed by things like smart and good with dogs and people. All the dogs we've had since we've been together, except the dog he had when first started dating, were dogs for me. They were family pets of course, but they were mine. It's his turn, he has the time to really enjoy this now.<br />
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It wasn't long before I heard back from an adoption representative. We were approved to adopt the puppy, and could meet her that day, if we liked. (Yes, this was a fast approval, but we are an experienced dog owning home, and we don't have any small children around. Plus, for at least a decade I was very active with a different Aussie rescue group, so I know the ropes.) Well, shucks yes we want to meet this puppy, and her two sisters, and possibly bring one home. I told went upstairs and told Older Son, "Remember that puppy picture I showed you the other day? Well, we're going to go meet her, and bring her home if she's right for us." The look of surprise and delight on his face nearly melted my heart. I know he was missing Shae too. Then I texted Younger Son a picture and said, "we're getting a puppy!" Talk about surprised! He'd only just headed north for a weekend with friends, and there had been no talk of puppies in the household! He quickly changed his plans and came back home.<br />
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Hubby and I wrapped up what we were doing and headed out to meet puppies, all sisters. Rowyn went too, he's part of the family and even though I expected him to be fine, it's a good idea to confirm his opinion, since they'd be dogging together. The three pups, all sisters, were cute and bouncy and ready to meet new people. Hubby spent time with the group, sort of seeing if he felt more connected to one than another. In the end, we agreed on little S'more, filled out the adoption contract and headed home, me driving and Hubby with a black and white puppy in his lap. I knew the plan had really come together when he announced, "I already know what I want to name her. Reese." And he explained to me that Reese is a key character in the TV show Person of Interest, who is always dressed in black and white. Okay, that works for me. I really, really knew the plan was meant to be when, as the puppy was sleeping in his lap, he turned to me and said with much joy, "She's great. This was a great idea, Honey." Mission accomplished.<br />
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Things went along well after that. The wee tomatoes grew, and
started changing color. I picked a few, and enjoyed that delightful
homegrown tomato deliciousness. But they could've used just a bit more time
on the vine. I vowed to curb my tomato munching urges until these delightful red orbs of sweet juiciness were fully ripe.</div>
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morning, I walked out to the garden knowing that this would be the day
I'd pick this one tomato that I had my eye on, right after the dog walk.
Such anticipation! When I returned to harvest my prize, I
met a gruesome sight. Something had eaten away half my tomato! The
bestest, ripest of the bunch!<br />
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Determined to protect my produce, I
made a stockade, thinking some furry wild creature was to blame. Yet as soon
as my attention was elsewhere, more tomatoes suffered attacks. Any
fruit showing red was mutilated, viciously stabbed. <br />
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Hey, wait a minute. Stabbed? Furry creatures don't stab tomatoes. But birds do. I
set Evan out to watch, and he discover the culprit. No furry creature was
to blame, it was a feathered one. A mockingbird had developed a taste
for my pretty red ripe tomatoes. No wonder my barricade didn't work,
that bird could fly right in. I had no idea that mockingbirds were a
garden pest. Now bird netting protects the tomatoes, and the fruit that
was green during the mockingbird munch is ripening, and outstandingly
delicious.<br />
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While all that was happening, the
seeds I'd sown were turning into plants. Especially the corn, and the
tomatoes. Almost everything was sprouting away, with a few exceptions.
The cilantro, onions and watermelon didn't even show up, not a one. I
replanted, taking care with the seed depth in case that was the cause.
Two out of three successes, now I have cilantro and watermelon, but no onions. Not
that green onions are hard to find in the market, but I love salsa, so
thought it would be fun to have a salsa garden. I planted more onion
seeds today, maybe third time's a charm. There are still plenty of seeds
for another try.</div>
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As the little seedlings
emerged, another pest problem appeared. The little leaves of my little
eggplants and peppers were shot through with little holes. I found this
teeny tiny shiny bugs on the leaves, and after checking a garden pest
guide I determined my plants had fleas! Well, not fleas, but flea beetles.
And those little buggers can eat. Barely bigger than their namesake,
they actually jump like a flea to escape danger. Supposedly, they have
long back legs for jumping. Making it difficult for me to remove them by
hand. The garden pest guide suggested yellow sticky traps, so yesterday
I put some of those up, and caught a beetle straight away. By this
afternoon, it looked liked the traps were making a difference. The
little eggplants were hard hit, I don't know if they'll make it. But if they don't, I still have seeds. And a long growing season. I'm looking forward to increasing my garden space. </div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04546469834489306460noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289742701557044409.post-83818172684525796542016-07-01T08:44:00.001-07:002016-07-06T20:05:59.458-07:00Garden Grief I've finally done it, I've planted a garden.<br />
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Only
took me about 10 years to finally go ahead on this project. So that's a
6x4 box kit that I brought down from OR back in April. Lumber is much
cheaper in OR than in SoCal. Maybe because there are trees, and lumber
mills up there. We have gophers around here, so after I put the box together, I lined the bottom with
wire mesh, as a gopher deterrent. With the snakes, hawks, owls and the
cat all hunting those gophers, I'm surprised there are any around at
all, yet they persist, and would make short work of the garden if they
got in. This is many layers of rabbit fencing (because we have rabbit problems too) that I had on hand. A
layer of cardboard went over that. Then dirt mixed with the compost that
only cost $5 for a pickup truck load, as long as we loaded it
ourselves, with a shovel. Good thing my husband didn't know that before we started.</div>
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Once
the soil was, it was time for seeds. I planted corn, Mexican grey squash, cucumber,
cantaloupe, watermelon, cilantro, eggplant, bell pepper, tomato,
jalapeno and green onions. I had already bought some big tomato plants,
because I just couldn't wait for tomatoes, sweet and ripe from the plant. You can see them
in front of the box garden, in the top picture. Under the bird netting.
Because we learned that gophers aren't the only garden party poopers to
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Daily, actually multiple times daily, <strike>I'd go out</strike> I still go out and coo over the tomato plants. One morning I found insect eggs on a leaf! Ack!</div>
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Oh
my goodness! What if those are tomato worm eggs? I plucked the leaf and
tossed it in a jar and waited to see what hatched... Meanwhile, that
very night, I a spied a hawk moth flying around the tomato plants. Guess
what tomato worms grow up to be? After about a week, the tiniest little
caterpillars ever hatched out. I could barely see them let alone
identify them. But whatever they were, they were little leaf munchers
and I didn't want them on my plants. </div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04546469834489306460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289742701557044409.post-55141390413704971942016-06-27T13:53:00.001-07:002016-06-27T13:53:56.593-07:00It started with a bangWell, more like a crash. And then little pieces. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWZzCaBhcPH1oMWhv0pwUOPI79qjMsP_A_XEl0eEnuR9G3AHrwZ3AFcax9eF9g1lPayQ9zZKxs2mInmH_oUotQ4TupB_7bM_mplCJWgTSQRyBYjfYkHfu_XdAWKaAMRUw4s-TBNMllfj8F/s1600/20160627_073049%257E2-736594.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWZzCaBhcPH1oMWhv0pwUOPI79qjMsP_A_XEl0eEnuR9G3AHrwZ3AFcax9eF9g1lPayQ9zZKxs2mInmH_oUotQ4TupB_7bM_mplCJWgTSQRyBYjfYkHfu_XdAWKaAMRUw4s-TBNMllfj8F/s320/20160627_073049%257E2-736594.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6300978323692035890" /></a><div class="IMGi155938c21efa41b42411"><br>It started normal enough, just putting away dishes from last night's dinner. The Corningware casserole dish needed drying first, and somehow, in process of reaching for the towel with my right hand, I managed to knock the dish out of my left hand. Trying to catch it, I juggled it from the left side of the sink to the right, dribbled it across the oh so smooth countertop and then shoved it across and off the end as I made one last, desperate attempt to catch the silly thing. And over the edge it went. I wish there was video, I felt like I was part a comedy sketch.</div><div class="IMGi155938c21efa41b42411"><br></div><div class="IMGi155938c21efa41b42411">I've noticed, as I grow older, that I drop or nearly drop things more often. Especially in the kitchen. Maybe my kitchen needs rubber floors...</div><div class="IMGi155938c21efa41b42411"><br></div><div class="IMGi155938c21efa41b42411">And another thing. Has anyone else noticed that when you do manage to break a piece of that very sturdy Corning or Pyrex, that the stuff doesn't just break, it explodes? Shards go everywhere! And some of the bits are so small. This morning I found bits at least 12' away, behind me from where I took the photo. Luckily, no body was injured and I'm just down a dish, and maybe a rug. I don't trust those little shards and I'd rather toss the rug than risk the dog or cat picking up some little pieces.</div> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04546469834489306460noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289742701557044409.post-64564730402127667202016-06-23T17:52:00.003-07:002016-06-23T17:54:14.772-07:00Lets try another picture.The garden<br />
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hopefully, a different result.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04546469834489306460noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289742701557044409.post-15261508278516055552016-06-23T16:56:00.002-07:002016-06-23T16:56:33.600-07:00Image test<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br /><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04546469834489306460noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289742701557044409.post-32493513104903299112016-06-22T19:12:00.000-07:002016-06-22T19:12:01.548-07:00Making it Back to the Blog-o-sphere?Torn, I am. Wanting to blog, but not to sit at the computer, especially with the hot weather. Some past posts had trouble with displaying pictures, I'm hoping those issues are resolved. So a test is in order. A picture of the mermaid, with her mermaid tail throw. <br />
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And the current knitting project, started mostly because I needed some car knitting. The felted pet pad.<br />
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That's campground dirt in the background.<br /><br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04546469834489306460noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289742701557044409.post-28253511209763332792016-06-20T13:40:00.001-07:002016-06-20T13:40:41.074-07:00Thank Goodness for SpinningAs it is far too warm to have a lap full of woolly knitting.<div><br></div><div></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMzrEwaNaTDcWNVs9c53kqPJYQngrSVXB4YP21xZke-bRRM7TPjs0J7L4SiU87tgq_8QSNxeMA66x3QOqVMmhEKNku4epZeyWSKRH1eQiamL87KqgG8MugafJnULIxGAYN14xC6YA2oWnq/s1600/Capture%252B_2016-06-20-13-37-56-741075.png"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMzrEwaNaTDcWNVs9c53kqPJYQngrSVXB4YP21xZke-bRRM7TPjs0J7L4SiU87tgq_8QSNxeMA66x3QOqVMmhEKNku4epZeyWSKRH1eQiamL87KqgG8MugafJnULIxGAYN14xC6YA2oWnq/s320/Capture%252B_2016-06-20-13-37-56-741075.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6298377306470993426" /></a><div class="IMGi1556f8a57a1b284c5121"><br></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib5rhXgsGdbTWecaFmfnAG_fkwCccq-2i5O1fNDiIESvredDqJUHd-QZWY99AKHfl-TWciXTnTopFWDl6UwpHx4ll69Rd3TIEh3iGOpH2sLr-VO96Ka0IotqI7wBRbEpAYcG5JbuAAOZHD/s1600/20160620_133813-743138.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib5rhXgsGdbTWecaFmfnAG_fkwCccq-2i5O1fNDiIESvredDqJUHd-QZWY99AKHfl-TWciXTnTopFWDl6UwpHx4ll69Rd3TIEh3iGOpH2sLr-VO96Ka0IotqI7wBRbEpAYcG5JbuAAOZHD/s320/20160620_133813-743138.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6298377310548578322" /></a><div class="IMGi1556f8a7be1b8072df42"><br><br></div><div class="IMGi1556f8a57a1b284c5121"><br></div><div><br></div> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04546469834489306460noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289742701557044409.post-38573298469911537282016-04-16T17:08:00.000-07:002016-04-16T17:09:12.005-07:00So Far,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjXII6wAtIR174eNrpl2fy27_i71tfIdfVt3RM54IIy4t_o23FwjBVX2jurzy0JqKjXbQO2OTr0RqqJQHb9UyjT4LfZSboztPjJJqcmgApPsUkyC2UHiLwxLLvZiW0m7iwKHBjzO8h-6EK/s1600/20160416_164405-752007.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjXII6wAtIR174eNrpl2fy27_i71tfIdfVt3RM54IIy4t_o23FwjBVX2jurzy0JqKjXbQO2OTr0RqqJQHb9UyjT4LfZSboztPjJJqcmgApPsUkyC2UHiLwxLLvZiW0m7iwKHBjzO8h-6EK/s320/20160416_164405-752007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6274310506241492210" /></a><div class="IMGi154217f86af836f57b01"><br>The 'body' of the mermaid tail blanket. I picked color and stitch pattern that remind me of tropical fish, like parrot fish. The top is to the left, and was knit flat. A little over halfway down, I joined the sides, began knitting in the round and making decreases. The bottom was bound off, then stitched together, making the lower part like a sack. </div><div class="IMGi154217f86af836f57b01"><br></div><div class="IMGi154217f86af836f57b01">I had several ideas on how to construct the tail, like so many pretty stones I'd pick one and turn it over and study it, and then a different one would catch my fancy. Finally, I settled on a look I wanted, and let the concept drive my design. Now I'm playing around with the construction.</div> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04546469834489306460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289742701557044409.post-76157746295313922762016-03-23T18:32:00.001-07:002016-03-23T18:32:59.915-07:00Test postAttempting a test post with a picture, from my phone.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbTBeKCcHX4o4QJYlsCxTSTjjRM_9bK-aTVwr4Qqj0GPfReF96c0-f0mvvcejmFLDKj97CRm_j0XYRN56-Q-dqezNVvX2RUzNbQCLfbbeQMZ6V88yKugCYc9XyUpM_di78otspBcn2Kpxi/s1600/20160227_091544%257E2-779916.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbTBeKCcHX4o4QJYlsCxTSTjjRM_9bK-aTVwr4Qqj0GPfReF96c0-f0mvvcejmFLDKj97CRm_j0XYRN56-Q-dqezNVvX2RUzNbQCLfbbeQMZ6V88yKugCYc9XyUpM_di78otspBcn2Kpxi/s320/20160227_091544%257E2-779916.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6265426054485555906" /></a><div class="IMGi153a64096b23be150c91"><br><br></div> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04546469834489306460noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-289742701557044409.post-91812354014747496392015-11-19T09:23:00.000-08:002015-11-19T09:23:48.237-08:00Visual UpdatesWeaving - remember those napkins? I'll have them finished by the end of this year. I'm pretty sure this is napkin #6.<br />
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Knitting - a scarf, made with the yarn I picked up at Hanalei Strings. The pattern is <a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/holding-hands-feeding-ducks" target="_blank">Holding Hands, Feeding Ducks</a>. It is an excellent pattern for this type of colorway.<br />
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I'm very pleased. It is warm and comfortable, and I like how it fits. <br />
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I installed the zipper by hand, using one ply of the yarn and sewing the zipper in with an embroidery chain stitch. If I can find the right length, I'd love to replace this zipper with a two-way zipper. And maybe add a button for the stand up collar.<br />
Other than at the shoulders, there are no seams in this sweater. The collar and the sleeves were picked up and knit from the sweater body. The pocket openings were created as I knit the body and then the pocket linings were picked up and knit in place, using a linen stitch.<br />
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I made pages and pages of notes while I worked on this, in case I ever wanted to make another. I don't want to make another.<br />
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As expected, the yarn is a bit pilly, too bad. I might re-knit the collar. I'm very happy I finally finished this project.<br />Jj HB<br /><br />
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