Grey days are why I hate Fall…

Another dank dreary gray day.  I just want to pull the covers over my head and spend the day in bed.  But I didn’t… I got my butt up and headed over to the studio.  If I can’t have sunshine, at least I can have color.

Kathy look at all the orange.  I can’t stop!  I may need an orange intervention.

I love making messes.

Fun and productive.

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Time Flies…

Ok what happened to August and most of September?

I have been a very busy looking for a job, doing lots of fibery things, enjoying the summer and cooking lots of yummy things.

First the job search…  it sucks, especially when you don’t know what you want to be when you grow up.

Next Fibery Things


Andrew and the Dead Fish Hat

A few of us finally all showed up for Sunday at the Peddler’s Daughter a week ago Sunday so we presented Andrew with his new winter ski hat.  Fortunately he loved it.  For Rav readers – this is the dead fish hat, knit with various commercial and handspun yarns.

The Dead Fish Hat from the back

I also finished a shawl (no pics yet) and several pairs of socks in various stages.

I am also experimenting with shibori dyeing and felting.  I’ve rescued a few old 100% wool sweaters from my new favorite second-hand shop, Saver’s.  I then dyed the sweater a base color, then tied marbles and sewed pleats.  After that I felted the sweater and overdyed it.  Then removed the threads and marbles.  I love the effects and will cut this up and see what it wants to be.  I am thinking a bag at this point.

I have also been cooking with the harvest coming in.  Last week I picked most of the remaining concord grapes from a friends very abundant arbor.  I hoped to get enough grape juice to make a batch of jelly.  I ended up with enough for THREE!  I made two batches and froze the rest of the juice for later.   It made really yummy jelly this year.  Much better than last years batch.

Mary came down this week and we spent a couple of days making salsa.  This too came out really good.  So know we are stocked with salsa for the winter – I think we used an entire bushel of canning tomatoes from Gary’s Farm Stand and the end of the green chilis from my brother who lives in New Mexico that had been grilled, peeled seeded and frozen.  This is a good batch for sure.

This past weekend was Lowell Open Studios, so things were busy around Western Avenue Studios.  Some of the lovely people that did a dye workshop with me last week stopped by.  It was really nice to see you all again.  I hope we can do some dyeing again soon.

So as you can see I have been very busy, I almost don’t know when I had time to work.  But I really do need to find a job… soon!  So keep me in your thoughts and burn some green candles for me.

Oh and next Saturday is Open Studio again, so I have to get busy dyeing this week!

Things To Bring On A Camping Trip

Since we just got back from camping and apparently Carole did too.  I am joining in on her ten on Tuesday list.

Things To Bring On A Camping Trip.

  1. bug spray and bug candles
  2. rope and or bungie cords, for some reason you always need rope for a clothesline, to hang a tarp, tie something onto the car…
  3. matches (strike on anything ones if you can find them)
  4. bottled water. I just don’t trust the water on site.
  5. towels – beach ones and bath ones
  6. Paper Towels – great for cleanup – napkins and starting fires.
  7. batteries – you always need extra batteries for flashlights, radio, walkie talkies, etc.
  8. baby wipes, can be used for a multitude of quick cleanups
  9. entertainment for when it rains – knitting and spinning projects, books, magazines, Uno and scrabble
  10. sun screen

Since we have a camper now, almost everything is packed and ready to go.  Just pack consumables and clean clothes.

Little bit of paradise

What can I say, Hermit Island draws us back year after year,

A favorite view

We arrived Thursday at 5pm.  The sun was out, it was 15F cooler than home and the sea breeze was heavenly.

We were setup and settled by 6pm.  Traditional Tacos were served.

The campfire was lovely, and the fog settled in.  We were lulled to sleep by the sound of the crashing surf and the dong dong of the buoy as the tide went out.

I have to say the Hermit Island is seriously creepy on a dark new moon night with heavy fog.

I had checked the forecast and Friday was predicted to be partly cloudy (I interpret mostly sunny), so we headed to Popham Beach for the day with sandwiches, cold water and grapes packed.  There was a fog bank so we couldn’t see the rock, but the tide was heading out so I started walking the sandbar.  I found 4 sand dollars, one was complete but broken in half.  They ranged from a nickle size to an inch and a half in diameter and all with different markings.

Sand Dollars and Shells

The fog started burning off as we left around 4:30pm.

Home Sweet Home

Grilled Chicken Speidies, baked potatoes (loaded), salad, adult beverages.  Note:  This photo was taken before the canopy incident.

Another campfire with S’mores using marshmallows the size of a childs fist.

Saturday it was overcast but we decided to chance a hike along one of the few island trails.

Native

Along the cliffs

High point on the island before the rain started.

Along the path

The New Beach Hut

It started to rain, so we headed back.  We arrived back at the site soaking wet but the humidity was so high the cool rain and ocean breeze felt good. We decided to take early showers and get into dry clothes.

Played some Uno while it rained soft and steady, on and off.

A popup is good when it rains.

It finally let up enough for us to get a fire going to roast hotdogs then smother in chili for dinner.

The fog again rolled in for the night and again we were lulled to sleep with the sounds of the surf and steady dong dong of the buoy.

On Sunday I had to go into Bath early and we decided to go out for breakfast.  We found Mae’s Cafe and Bakery.  I highly recommend the Mae West Omelet (ham, onions, cheese – need I say more), sourdough toast, with homefries.  Grace recommends the Salmon Eggs Benedict.  Toasted english muffin, smear of chive cream cheese, smoked salmon, poached eggs and hollandaise sauce.  Mary liked her omelet a lot too.

Since it was again overcast and threatening to rain, we decided to head to Brunswick to check out the big flea market.  I did find one treasure, a big jug filled with buttons. The humidity was oppressive so we just wanted to get back to the site, rain or no rain, it was at least cooler by the water.

It was pretty ominous when we got back.  I decided to read nap with a book, and Grace decided to nap and Mary decided to chance a bike ride.

As I lay reading napping, I was vaguely aware of the pitter patter of a gentle rain.  Our site was pretty protected with trees.  I figured Mary would be back soon and would get up when I heard her arrive back, so I drifted back into sleep.

Suddenly I was rudely awakened by a huge crash.  Not knowing it the bed at the other end of the camper had given way.  I knew I hadn’t moved other than to bolt upright.  I saw the Grace was still sleeping and I heard Mary outside.  I ran to the door, but couldn’t get out because the canopy had collapsed with the weight of the water that had collected on it.  It took awhile for Mary to realize that she needed to pull the tarp up so I could get out to help.  We tried in vain to prop it up, but decided once we were soaked to the skin to just roll it up and out-of-the-way then grab the stuff and toss into the car or camper or toss under the picnic table.

Early showers and dry clothes early again.

But tonight we had ordered our traditional last supper.  Lobsters (hard-shell if they got ’em) and a mess ‘o long neck steamers.  They cook it and have it all ready when you arrive.  All we had to do was melt the butter and chill the beers, actually they will even chill the beers and/or wine for you.

Fortunately it only sprinkled slightly but we were able to eat outside, not wanting to have the eau d’ steamed clams and lobsters hanging inside the camper.

It eventually stopped raining as we finished licking the butter off our elbows.  It appeared that fog might settle in again as we got the fire going strong just as the sun fell off the horizon.  We sat by the fire, when Mary noticed that the sky had cleared and the stars were out.  Off we headed to the beach side to an open sky.  We found a sweat spot and turn off the flashlight.  WOW! Billions and Billions of stars.  Stuff you don’t get to see unless there is a new moon and zero light pollution.  The big dipper was so bright.  Brighter than I remembered it.  Then as we scanned a 360 scan, behind we beheld the milky way, stretching across the sky.  It was amazing.  Grace had gone to bed early so I walked back and made her get up to come see it.  She was very glad that I had.  I need to learn how to take night shots.

The next morning we slept in, enjoying the cool ocean breeze and the sound of the surf, the dong dong of the buoy and the loud voices of little boys playing pretend across the way.

Finally most of the surrounding campers had headed off for the day so we got up and moving.  Breakfast of Chester Eggs – these are scrambled eggs with whatever was left and edible in the cooler.  Named after a friend named Chester who made them when we went camping when we were young and had great camping adventures.

We got our stuff together, clean clothes for showers but everything else readied to pack in the car or camper then just hook up and head out.

Packed sandwiches with the left overs, grabbed some chips and cold drinks from the Kelp Shed then headed to the beach.  The sun was out and life was good.

Gracie

Beach

The clouds and fog started heading in so we headed back to the site one more time to pack it up.

We were on the road by 5pm and home around 9pm.

A good time was had by all.

Miss Pickles seems very happy that we are home.

Oh good news!  When I got home I found out that I got a freebie booth for Grotonfest because I volunteered to do demos of spinning all day while hopefully selling my yarns and fibers.  Cindy is joining me for the day, so we get to hang out, enjoy a free concert (not sure who yet but if it’s as good as the past performances it will be good), lots of good food (the apple crisp is a must have) and hopefully sell our wares.  Save the date!

Saturday, September 11, (rain date 9/12) 10 AM to 4:30 PM Legion Common, Groton, MA


Been a little busy

 

Concord, NH Craft Show last weekend. 

I’ve been having fun dyeing fiber and making batts.  Open Studios is this weekend, I know it’s probably too hot to be thinking about fiber especially after today. 

I really HATE humidity.

I have some stuff coming up.

This weekend is First Saturday at Western Avenue Studios.  Wear shorts it will probably be hot.  I’ll bring lots of iced tea and chilled watermelon.

First Annual “Quilt Candy” at Lowell Quilt Festival, Lowell, Massachusetts, August 14, 2010

Lowell Open Studios, September 25th and 26th.

So if you get a chance and want to stop by.

Ch-ch-changes

I was already to dye my Citron Shawl lemon drop yellow, but then the Watermelon caught my eye…

I also made some funky batts

Memorial Day

It’s hard to believe it’s been two years since Dad passed away.

This past week, Mom and I drove down to Greene, NY to check the headstone and to put some flowers on Dad’s and my grandparents grave site.  It was a beautiful day.

We then headed down towards Binghamton.  (waving hi to Gayze as I passed her exit).

The ride from Afton to Chenango Bridge down Rte. 7 was spectacular.  The wild phlox (white and purple) we in full bloom everywhere!  We followed the lush, green ribbon of fertile farm land down the Susquehanna River.   Once again up over Beldon Hill where we spend the summer from hell in the Shasta trailer.  Poor MOM!  three kids, (me a teenager, my sister and my baby (toddler) brother, all of us living in this trailer on the top of Beldon Hill.  I still have nightmares.

We took a little detour drive through Hillcrest and by the house that we lived in when  I was between the ages of 4 to 6 or 7.

I had Mrs. Ames for kindergarten there and Miss Curley for 1st grade.  She wore the reddest lipstick!  The memories flooded back.

We then met up with some long time friends for dinner. SPEIDIES!!! and Lots of laughs and old stories.

The next day we headed home, but we did stop by the ‘extended’ family camp in Mount Upton on Buttermilk Creek.

Then we headed up I-88 towards home.  Mom and I talked about all the family secrets, disFUNction, and the entire cast of characters.

Oh ya knitting and spinning…

I finished knitting the Citron Shawl in the Alpaca lace from Peru 🙂  I am heading over to the studio later to dye it Lemon Drop Yellow.

I have been spinning – AND (exciting news!) making some gorgeous Batts – Black wool base, handpainted Faux Cashmere in lovely vibrant colors, and tossing in a bit O’Sparkle.  NICE and fun to spin.

-again no pics right now-

Off to do some dyeing in the studio today.  Don’t forget First Saturday Open Studio is going to happen next weekend (June 5th) – Stop by and check out the new stuff.