The Guy wanted me to let you all know what a crazy Saturday evening we had. We hit up a bar, had a couple brews, then picked up a couple chicks apiece and took them home...
Oh, you thought I meant "chicks"? Well, technically they are, or more precisely they're pullets. Or we hope they're pullets, though I wouldn't care too much if one ended up being a rooster. Though, if he's a cocky ass, he'll go in the pot.
The boys are unsure about all this. Okay, so Sullivan is unsure about all this. Emmitt is pretty sure we brought him home moving snacks, and Tucker just runs away. Yep, that's our brave boy there. Sullivan has been a bit nervous but that may be because he doesn't care to go down into the basement. When I brought them up this afternoon after cleaning out the brooding box, he was fairly mellow, came and sat down next to me snuffled one good. Interested for sure, but not barely contained predator like Emmitt. Now why couldn't that pointy-eared wee heathen have helped control mice? Damn Dogs.
Anyway, they're from a local feed store and we may get eggs but we're more hopeful for free lawn fertilizer and bug eating. Hopefully they'll deter the frogs from the back yard too, so there will be less death by lawn mower. We're going to do some platings in the lower front yard and let it grow in more naturally, maybe throw out some wildflower seed and we'll hope the reptiles, amphibians, and little four-legged critters decide to stay down there.
Speaking of dogs, I used some of Tucker's fur to make a little yarn. Yep, that's right, that's dog yarn. I made it for a talk I'll be doing here this next month for a local yarn crawl. I'll be giving a little chat about different fibers and what not. and let's face it, none of my yarns are complete with out some canine fiber...
And speaking of yarns, I've whipped a couple others out this last week. I wrapped up this 50/50 mix of tercel and merino.
For those of you who know what I'm saying, can you tell it's a fractal spin? It's all plyed and I'll share photos when she comes off the bobbin and gets washed.
I was impressed with how close I came to finishing both bobbins together. There was less than two yards left on the second bobbin. But whenever I focus on consistency in my singles, the multiple singles end up very close in finished length, just not normally this close.
I wrapped up this more rustic two ply that isn't near as consistent this morning. okay, so the picture is a bit rustic too. I'll get a new picture of it when it's washed and wrapped up properly as well. I've used fiber from this merchant before and I'm just never really satisfied with it. Their products have beautiful color, but the fiber itself, isn't wonderful. Not bad, just not wonderful. I'm just spoiled I guess...
Since I don't have anyone to give the bobbin remains to here yet, I've been making a n-ply self striping yarn with the little pieces. It will be interesting when it's done as it's all kinds of fiber, prep, and thickness of singles.
Well, speaking of that class, I actually need to get some stuff together regarding it and tomorrow. And I'm afraid being stuffed as I am, I might fall asleep in front of the computer. I found some lovely little mangoes at the store today as I was shopping for dinner makings.
Together with some tomato's, avocado, and some lime juice and spices, they made a great salad spread across some greens.
Add that to some homemade enchiladas, and things were pretty good. But I'm a bit stuffed.
So, need to get some stuff done, then go play with some baby birds!
Sunday, March 22, 2015
That's right, that's a Wyoming sunrise. Beautiful skies I honestly do miss form Wyoming. The wind that scrubs those skies clean of haze and leaves beautiful high ice clouds for the rising and setting suns to paint, not so much.
And the beautiful earth and rock formations. The wind that helps carve such formation? Nope.
In other words, we were glad to be home. After 6 days gone, 4 of those driving for The Guys mother's funeral we were beat. Heck, I'm still beat thinking about it. I'm sure The Guy is more so on some levels. It's a rough reason to go home, and a rough trip to and from. Not fun. So, for those that wonder why I don't call them and set up "hang time", it wasn't that kind of trip. We got to see a few people, but it was more about family and goodbyes. Thank you once again to everyone who left kind words and well wishes. It was nice to see them as they arrived.
I too, have had a break from the ol'blog. Why, I couldn't tell you. I honestly haven't been snapping a lot of pictures lately. Though I do plan on heading out with the boys shortly and trying to remedy that a bit with that new camera of mine. But even on the road, I didn't use the camera. To boot, I haven't had a lot to say. What I have been tempted to write, has been a bit bitchy and negative. Things I haven't even been able to put a humorous twist on. Things too emotionally charged in the news. It feels like everything lately has made me crabby. I seem to becoming a curmudgeon in my mid-thrities. I think I need to hold off for thirty more years before I let that attitude sink in on me. I better up the green veggie intake and get out in the sun and absorb some vitamin D.
But as you can here form the birds, spring is arriving, and I need to let it cheer me a bit and get back to doing things I love.
Don't worry, I have;'t given up everything I love. Still spinning, and playing with fiber. Still watching idiots hurt themselves on youtube. I have been letting myself get sucked into stupid loops on the computer, which I need to stop.
I think you all agree that I should stick to things that are a positive uses of my time while on the computer, like making blog posts. No?
Anyway, all that snow in those pics? It's gone. We've had a warm week here and the back yard is drying out and the front yard only has one little pocket left down near where we had a pond earlier in the week. The good trails are already dry enough for walks again so that the boys don't mope like you see above. Actually, he wasn't moping there, Emmitt was curled up having a post morning walk nap as I was in the shower.
Speaking of the shower, I need to go take one and we're going to head to a new park I think I may have found. I'll take the camera and keep you all posted. However, i promised a friend that I would make a blog post this weekend, so here it is! And I told another friend I would post this:
That's the "Sullivan Bed" typically. Fits him just right. Or he goes and sleeps on the guest bed upstairs that we keep covered. Last night he cuddled for a few minutes in our bed as he seemed to have a bad dream while I was brushing my teeth for bed. He cried and howled then went quiet. I just had to go check on him and he came up with me and crawled between us and cuddled for about 10 minutes before he decided he needed to go somewhere he could stretch out a bit.
You all have a good rest of your Sunday.
Monday, March 2, 2015
I haven't fallen off the face of the earth. We've had a death in the family and between running ourselves and three dogs back to Wyoming for a funeral, and coming back to jump right back into work and what not I haven't gotten around to writing a real blog post. I promise as soon as we recover a bit from 6 days of being out of town with three dogs and 4 of those being long days on the road, I'll be back.