Friday, September 5, 2008

Hey, mango, welcome to the 21st century!

I just got one of these.... It's my first....


It's got buttons and doodads and stuff.
Madman picked it up for me yesterday afternoon and handed it to me when I got home from work.
I opened it, looked at it, and looked at him. "Okay, now what?"
So he showed me what all the buttons and features are - which I'll never remember. And it has a camera, which means I'll probably end up taking a lot of inadvertent pictures of my foot. Or the palm of my hand...

I'd been resistant to the idea of a cellphone for all these years, though Madman has had them for work-related stuff. But the time had come.

Now I'm ready for my flying car.

Monday, September 1, 2008

Finally some knitting content...


Making a little progress on the Selbuvotter glove. (I'd be making more progress if I didn't keep spinning instead of knitting, but there ya go. If I could only knit and drive...)
Of course, I couldn't leave well enough alone... This glove actually is a combination of three different patterns from the book. I used the cuff from one, the back and palm from another, and the fingers from a third.
Maybe the next one I'll stick to a pattern. Or maybe not...

I had a little surprise the other day - Jean from The Scottish Lamb ambushed me.... er, I mean, presented me (yeah, that's it) with this award:

Holy crap!
Go visit her blog, by the way, and check out the great video she made of a method of creating hole-less sock gussets. Good stuff!
So, now I've got to pick out seven blogs to pass this award on to. Argh! I've got about a zillion blogs in my Bloglines feed, all of which I love. So, with a little coin-tossing and random-number generating, here we go:
Jessie,
kmcat
Pioneer Woman
The Furry Fury
Farm Witch
Annie
Hedgewizard

Please accept this award from me and ...
1. Please put the logo on your blog.
2. Link the person from whom you received your award.
3. Nominate at least 7 other blogs.
4. Put the links of those blogs on to your blog.
5. Leave a message on their blogs to tell them!

Or not. It's up to you...

Too little, too late?

Well, we've FINALLY had a week of sunshine, for the first time all summer. We've all been walking around blinking in the sudden bright light. This summer has been rain, rain, and more rain - sort of a non-frosty version of last winter (snow, snow, and more snow...)
August was particularly bad - by the 5th of the month, we'd already had more rain than we usually get in the whole month of August, and it just kept raining.
Our garden has been waterlogged this year. The carrots washed away - we currently have more growing in the path than in the row. The peppers were stunted - some of the plants only got 4 inches tall, then just gave up and stopped growing. (I think they're sulking...) The corn got off to a slow start, but has just gone crazy with the last 10 days' sunnier weather. We're just holding our breath, now, hoping the 1st frost holds off. (We've had killing frosts as early as September 1st. Last year we had a frost on the 15th of August that killed our beans and cucumbers. Gotta love gardening in the North - it's a real crapshoot.)
On the plus side, we've finally gotten some tomatoes. I had a tomato sandwich for lunch today - sliced tomato, homemade white bread, mayo, and a little salt. You know it's good when the juice drips off your elbows...
So now we're picking and freezing green and yellow beans, brussels sprouts, and swiss chard, and I made a batch of sweet pickle relish the other day. We've got sweet onions and leeks that are doing fine. We might get some peppers - the anchos are setting nicely, but not anywhere near red.

And of course, we've got tomatillos all over the garden...
Four years ago, I bought 4 tomatillo plants at the local greenhouse. I'd never grown them before, but I love chicken enchiladas with tomatillo salsa, so I thought I'd give them a try. I planted them in one corner of our greenhouse, reasoning that they were from Mexico and would appreciate a warm climate to grow in.
I looked them up on the internet to see how to care for them - they were described as a tall, rangy plant. I should have investigated that website's descriptions a little more - they probably would have described Triffids as charming little houseplants...
The tomatillo plants grew up and up and out and over - four plants took over most of one end of the greenhouse. When they hit the roof, they started growing sideways, right through the tomatoes in the center of the house, and over into the peppers on the other side.
And the fruit... Each plant had hundreds of little green tomatillos... Hundreds....
And here's what we learned:
1) Each plant has hundreds of fruit.
2) Each fruit has hundreds of seeds.
3) No matter how carefully you clean up the garden, you can never get all the fruit picked up.
4) All tomatillo seed survives Vermont winters and sprouts the next year.
5) No matter how many tomatillo plants you pull up, twenty more will pop up.
6) All these plants will have fruit too.
7) See number 1.
The first year, we had tomatillos in the greenhouse. The second year, we had tomatillos in the greenhouse and at the northwest corner of the garden. The third year we had tomatillos everywhere in the garden. The fourth year we had them in the yard too.
I just hope I can keep them out of the house...

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Gone to the dogs..... er, chickens...

My youngest daughter is infinitely amused that my "knitting blog" has more chicken content than knitting content.
More pics of our Rhode Island Reds - they're about 2 months old now.
When I opened the coop door, they all mobbed me. For such dumb creatures, they're extremely curious...

Notice the differences in their combs - we'll be able to tell the boys from the girls soon.

They're still trying to decide if the camera is something to eat, or if it's a chicken-eating monster...


I washed one more double-handful of the Cotswold fleece - then I'm going to call it close enough. I went back and counted all the yards of yarn I had and discovered that, instead of the 900+ yards that I thought I had, there were actually a little over 1400 yards. Woohoo! Apparently I forgot to add a few skeins to the list as I was going along. (If I'm going to screw up, better it's that way than writing down the same skeins twice...)
So, here's the last batch of Cotswold (for now. I've still got about half a fleece in my sewing room) drying out on the deck. I've sandwiched it between a couple of baker's cooling racks to keep the wind from snatching it away.



And a little closer view:
Those little ringlets are really cute in the fleece, but a real bear to card out. I've been using the hand-cards, since I still can't find anything reliable to use as a drive belt on the drum carder. I've had some success with large rubber-bands, but they wear out fast.

And, since I've been such a very good girl, and the last batch of Cotswald is drying... I got to do this:

Alpaca at last!! It's currently soaking, and I'm off now to rinse.
Woohoo!!

And, last but not least, I bought myself Selbuvotter for my birthday! It's the first pattern book I've ever seen where I want to knit ALL the patterns... Bless Knit Picks and their book sale!
I've already cast something on...

Everyone's getting mittens and gloves for Christmas this year, I'll tell ya! And possibly made of alpaca, if I can get off my butt and start with the spinning.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Still and forever spinning Cotswold

Up to 940 yards. Will it never end?
I plan to dye the yarn before I knit it, and I'm scared to death that I'll run out of yarn before I finish the sweater. So that means I should err on the side of Way Too Much, rather than Almost Enough. Now if I can only determine where that line is. In order to figure my necessary yardage, I could try knitting a gauge swatch from the undyed wool, but the dying process could change the gauge. Sort of a Catch 22 - can't figure the gauge till I dye, but can't dye until I have enough, and can't figure how much is enough without a gauge swatch.
Just shoot me now.

*sniff* They grow up so fast...

I mentioned our new Rhode Island Red chicks a while back, but haven't posted any photos of them. Here they are at the age of 2 to 3 weeks. We kept them in big plastic tubs in the living room, with lamps to keep them warm.
You'll notice here, a week later, that they're starting to get that Klingon Chick look - their combs are starting to grow.


They kept us entertained with their constant busy-ness, always running and scratching and trying to fly - just polishing up the new skillz. They fell asleep with their faces in the feeder, and jumped up onto the waterer, then overbalanced and fell off again. And they made the most amazing sounds - little peeps and chirps and warbles.
But now they're 5 weeks old, all feathered out, and ready for the big coop.


Looks like he's saying "What?!?"

Velociraptors? Or is it just me?
I miss their little noises, though I must admit I don't miss the smell...

And last, here's Madman with one of the chicks just before the big move outside. One of them (at least, we think it's the same one. It's a little hard to tell...) thinks he's a parrot. Every time Madman extends his hand to this chicken, it jumps up, then starts sidling up to his shoulder.


I'll have to get the man an eyepatch and a pegleg - he's already got a sword and a "parrot".

Arrrrrrrr.

Saturday, July 5, 2008

Still spinning Cotswold

I'm being very very strong. Very. The alpaca fleece is still sitting in bags. I'm not washing it, because that would tempt me to card it. And all that lovely carded alpaca would tempt me to spin it. And then I wouldn't be finishing the Cotswold. Argh.
Must be strong.
Deep breath.
*sigh*
600 yards of 3-ply Cotswold and counting....