I have been remiss in reminding everyone that March is National Quilting Month. The Blennerhassett Museum is hosting a quilt show from March 11-19. There is still time to run down and look at the beautiful quilts. And, in celebration, we have the Sapphire 930 on sale through the end of March. The machine comes with a free extension table (see picture of poster below). The other picture is that of a quilt Mack and I just completed a few days ago. Yes, it is supposed to be a Christmas quilt, although it could as easily be a winter quilt. I like to think we finished it a few months early rather than two months late. And if I catalog it as a winter quilt it was done in time for this cold snap we are having--it was 14 degrees out this morning! A quilt with wool batting would certainly have felt good in our cold bedroom. I don't know which block I like the best--the cardinals in their bright showy red, the chickadees looking serene with their holly berries, or the giant snowflake against the background of what passes for a gray sky!
Two projects pulled out of the drawer and finished in February. The first was all done except the sleeves and collar. Now it is finished. I wore it and loved the feel. It was just right. BUT! It left lint on everything! After two weeks, there is still tan lint on my black pants. Now it is hanging on the wall of the store. The second project is a hat I made a year or so ago. I must admit, I stashed the yarn for the mittens. Now they are done and I can wear the hat and mittens at the same time.
Today I was going to write about my February UFOs--the two projects I promised myself I would finish in February, but we had this incredible storm yesterday and I have chosen to write about it. Yesterday we had thunderstorms all night and into the morning. The rain poured a couple of times--just like the sky had opened up and dropped down buckets of water. We live on the top of a hill and the pictures are of our yard. The water was two or more inches most everywhere and running like a stream. I felt like we lived in a swamp. Of course since we are on a hill the water drained off within minutes once the rain slacked off. It did fill the pond and the outlet was pushing water out so fast it sounded like a waterfall. The ducks and geese were in heaven-the guineas, chickens and alpacas miserable. P.S. I did finish my February projects. I will post them later.
Last week I was speaking to one of our neighbors and she raised the subject of peafowl. She wanted to know if we still had our peafowl. I said "Yes, we have one peahen fastened up in a pen. She has only been out once and we got her back in almost instantly with a fig bar--her favorite food." So, our neighbor continued, those peafowl that were up in my barn aren't yours? No, they belong to the neighbor across the street and she has them penned in. I talked about how much I loved them, even when they roost on the deck, walk around on the roof, or make that peculiarly horrible screech. She shook her head like I was crazy. Yesterday morning when we got up, guess who was in the yard making themselves seen and heard--Peewee and his flock of six hens. They looked in the dining room window, pecked on the sliding glass doors to our sun room and ran around on the deck. Guess what! I still love them! They are so beautiful! Peewee's tail is twice as long as it was last year and he is showing it off. We took some pictures and fed them some corn. And, unless they turn mean or start some other horrible habit, I can't see that my affection for them will change. I passed the test!
Today when I looked out the store window people were wearing shorts and sleeveless shirts! Can it really be February? The birds and the trees are all confused. Usually the geese start laying eggs the first of February. They start sitting on the eggs about the middle of March and the first goslings hatch out the middle of April. This year--so far-- no eggs. What does it mean? It hasn't been cold enough for the geese to realize it is spring, is it too hot for them to sit on eggs, are the geese getting old???? I always thought the length of daylight was what triggered egg laying. Who knows? It certainly does make me wonder. The ducks and the chickens are laying, but then again it is not uncommon for them to lay all year. Since I have no pictures of nests filled with eggs I am posting a picture of a pretty pair of socks one of my customers shared with me. Hopefully, it isn't too warm to wear them!
January's Unfinished Objects complete--and yes, they were completed in January! I have one done for February. Hopefully, there will be another and I will post pictures at the end of February or early March.
Chinese New Year, that is! Chinese New Year was on January 28 and 4714 is the year of the rooster--fire rooster at that! What better time to post a picture of my weird, young, rooster. He is an ugly little guy and sort of looks like a "fire rooster". For those of you who have been reading this blog, this rooster is Bomber's son and he has many of his bad habits--magnified! If you remember, Bomber always dives into the feed bags. BJ (Bomber Jr.) flies from wherever he is and lands on the feed bucket. Then he tucks his head in and eats like crazy. The bad thing is that he looks me straight in the eye when he is on the rim of the bucket, at least it feels that way. I hope he doesn't get mean.
When does it end? These poor birds may be pondering that question. They have made it through Thanksgiving and at least one hunting season. If you look closely, you will see that they are turkeys--about 50 of them altogether in what is left of the cornfield on the other side of the fence around our yard. You can see six fairly clearly in the picture, perhaps more if you enlarge it. We seeing them virtually every day, but especially in the morning during dog walks. Some mornings they are down by the pond (when we come upon them there, they generally fly--it is almost heart stopping when they startle us, they are so big. They have to run and flap their wings like crazy to get airborne.) When they are in the cornfield they generally turn tail and run into the woods. A couple of toms generally stay back as a rear guard. When most of the turkeys are in the woods, they will fade backwards into the woods as well. They are truly beautiful and we have been enjoying them this winter. We had to take this picture from inside the house--otherwise, just a blur.
Well, I have already fallen off my resolutions and I really didn't have many--(1) Try to be a better person, keep up with reading and learning and at the same time have more patience, sympathy, understanding (This, or something like it should be on everyone's list.) (2) Keep to my exercise routine on a regular basis (Is this really part of #1?) (3) Pick up some of the UFOs (unfinished objects) stuck in closets or bins, (4) Do a better job keeping up with the blog.
I have been sorely amiss with the blog, so if I want to redeem myself, I need to get with it. Maybe, I can make up for missing two weeks. I have no excuse.
I have picked up two UFOs and am making progress on them. My goal was to finish one a month this year. There is hope that I can finish one this month--possibly, if I work really hard--two. BUT, I have conflicts. First, I got my beautiful Suri Alpaca yarn back from the mill. 36 pounds in total. Half in light sport weight the other half in light worsted. It is very tightly spun and on cones, but just gorgeous so of course I started a new sweater with it and have about 4 inches on the back. Second, I got my collage needle for January (the first of the needle of the month club). It is a lovely red size 5 and I am chomping at the bit to start anew project with a size 5 needle. I probably won't be able to help myself. Maybe, something in silk!!! Hmm! Maybe if I commit to showing a picture of a completed UFO each month?
Does shoveling out the chicken house, or Alpaca pen count for exercise? I hope so, cause if it does, I am good on resolution 2.
I have read 4 and a half books since January 1. Will that help at least as a learning piece of 1.?
Pictures are of the boys and the yarn!
Christmas has come and gone and my Christmas Cactus helped make the holidays very colorful by blooming big time on Christmas. It gives me a thrill every time I look at it, especially when I think of its history. This beautiful plant is a family "heirloom" being as it is a plant started from one my Great Grandmother Moore had in her house. I always loved it and before she died she made sure all of her relatives that loved her and it had a shoot to start their own plant. Unfortunately, I killed mine in my younger days during a move. My grandmother had one and gave a start to my Dad. Now, I have my own plant going beautifully. l love it and when I look at it, it brings back many happy memories of my Great Grandmother and my Grandmother, both of whom loved plants and bright colors, especially pink--the color of the Christmas Cactus blossoms. Hopefully, everyone had a great holiday and is looking forward to the New Year for another great holiday and a great year!