I always thought that the spider web decorations people used at Halloween were a little over the top and wondered who decided spider webs were a special feature of Halloween. This year I learned that it was spiders themselves. The morning was foggy and there was lots of dew. This is a picture of our blue spruce tree. Once the sun burnt off the fog, the spider webs were no longer visible. Today the tree shows no signs of spiders, but I am worried about the effects on the tree. I have never seen anything like it. It sure looked like Halloween!
This week we get to take a peek at Sandy's completed quilt. Yes, pieced and quilted by Sandy. Didn't she do a lovely job? The back is as pretty as the front!
Finished objects (FOs) for August! The picture below is of Kim with her baby afghan. She has been quite diligent and began and completed her project this August and finished in August! What a lucky baby!
The picture below is the pair of socks I finished in August--still keeping up with my New Year's Resolution. We won't talk about how long these have been started and lying in the cupboard, abandoned and forgotten. Does finishing in August count if I started these in August two or three years ago--so long ago that I don't remember?
A picture of the Building with Lace class before everyone was checked in. Students had their materials all spread out ready to go and Michelle is giving some advice before class . We had a full class, lots of food and one of the best instructors ever. Class went fast and the two hour class was over before we knew it. Now it is time to put our new skills to work and start work on the beautiful lace stole.
My stole is finished before Michelle Hunter gets here for the Building with Lace class on Monday, August 28. I am thrilled that she has agreed to come to the store and that the stole is finished. The picture is of the stole being blocked. It came out a bit wider than MIchelle's recommendation, but I am very happy with it and it is done, done, done! It took two months with a quota for each evening. The patterns changed every 40-50 rows and I never got bored with it. I am sure there are some mistakes, just don't point them out, unless I can fix them.
My New Year's resolution may be in trouble!! Why? We got a new puppy and he is eating up all of our time. Do we mind? Not at all. He is a delight and brings much pleasure with his clever little ways. For example, he was chewing on Mack's camera bag. I distracted him with his pretzel chew toy. Back he went to the camera bag, distraction. Repeat and repeat. Then I look over and what is he doing. He put the pretzel on the camera bag and was chewing through the holes in the pretzel on--guess what--the camera bag. His name is Rory, short for Tuscarora, and he is an 8 week old standard poodle. He is cuddly and gentle and sweet in addition to being smart. I have been enjoying cuddling him, but he is all dog. He came in this morning smelling like a rotten egg. Yuck! He got into the remains of a guinea nest. She hatched her babies on Monday, but there were a few eggs that didn't hatch. Guess who found them and was playing with them--and yes one exploded covering him with a horrible stench. He loved it! Ah well!
"Look, we appear to have a new bird", Mack was saying. "What, what are you talking about?" But I looked out the window and there in Merlot's day pen was a horned owl. It was trying desperately to get out--flying into the plastic netting and hanging by its claws, then trying again. We were a bit surprised because after the Morgan incident we don't leave birds in the outdoor pen at night and we made the pen a lot more predator proof. The birds are always locked in a wooden chicken house. On inspection it appeared that a guinea didn't go in the chicken house but roosted on top of the outdoor pen. Apparently the owl attacked it and they both fell through the roof into the pen. Unfortunately, the guinea is no more, but we did get some good pictures of the owl. We barely made it to work in time, because it took us longer to coax him out of the pen than we imagined. Note how one pupil large and the other small--I wonder why?
Here is July's completed, and no longer UFO object. Last year I started this top with a linen/silk yarn and fall fell upon me with only one inch of ribbing done. I threw it in the closet and picked up wools to start my winter knitting. This is a lovely garment and feels wonderful in this humid, hot weather. Thankfully, it wasn't abandoned for good.
Machu and Picchu love it when we let them out of their pasture and into the big field. They like to walk around the pond, chase ducks, geese, and guineas and roll and roll in the grass (they do that in their pasture). But it is more fun when they feel like they are doing something tricky. Sneaking apples and looking in on us on the sun room are fun when they get in the yard. Overall, they are very good boys. They don't try to escape to the fruit farm next door--at least they haven't yet. Keep your fingers crossed. We have a pretty good fence, so they shouldn't be able to roam, but you never know. On these hot summer days it is great to be down at the pond. I can't complain they produce lovely suri alpaca fiber. 7-10 pounds each per year. Below is a sweater made from their fiber. I started it in February when I got 36 lbs of yarn from a mill and finished it this month. (I got tired of spinning and Mack was tired of carding, although we have enough hand spun for a sweater.) The sweater took 2 pounds of yarn and is for Mack. He does all the heavy stuff like driving the trailer to take them to the vet, clipping their toe nails, and giving them their shots every 6 weeks to prevent meningeal (sp?) worms. He deserves a beautiful hand knit sweater made out of the boys fiber.
The first of the apples are ripe this week! Yellow transparent apples! My very favorite for applesauce. I have always loved them and they are virtually impossible to buy, at least I have never seen them. They are very soft and it would be impossible to ship them even when green. I like them for applesauce so much that we have a tree planted in the yard. We picked the last of them this morning, so I will be peeling apples and making sauce this weekend. The geese love them, too and we had to be careful not to let one drop to the ground, because they could get it faster than we could. They have been staking out the apple trees for the last couple of weeks. One boy has been out there day and night. He jumps up and grabs a branch to shake the tree every now and then and is ready if an apple hits the ground. They even tried to steal out of the bucket and there were 30 of them to the two of us. Today, they had to move the stakeout to a different tree. Ah gee!