The towels for the Greensprings Fire & Rescue silent auction are woven, washed, hemmed, ironed and ready to go.
For some reason this particular tie-up produced a very mushy absorbent weave and of the two I've tried, I like it better. Next time I will make the warp a bit wider than they call for though. I like an oversized towel myself although I did keep one for myself from this warp. It produced 4 towels and about 20" of waste.
This pattern came out of Handwoven's Design Collection 18, A Treasury of Towels. Hey Baby is now bare naked and ready for a good dusting. My Father's warp will be the next thing to go on her.
In fact the whole house is getting it's thorough pre-parental visit top to bottom cleaning. Today, the upstairs and nothing but the upstairs. I washed windows yesterday so it will be a dust,vacuum and wash floors mission. Oh, and my walk in closet needs some attention and the carpet washed in there. The front guest room got some improvements after painting it. I had two twin beds in there and decided a single double bed would be more comfortable. The twins are listed on Craigslist and I found a beautiful iron double bed complete on CL right on the mountain. In fact from a new neighbor not more than 5 doors down and under 2 miles away. At pick up time there was more chit chat going on than wheeling and dealing and it was nice to the see the property getting the TLC it needed and deserved.
On farm news, I haven't seen Bond and he hasn't busted in to my knowledge, but I've smelled him around. Puck the black cat comes and goes. He hasn't been seen for days but judging by the caterwauling last night which prompted me to call Rodger in, he's back for a visit. Rodger has a bite under his chin that is going to require a vet visit this week. I was lucky enough to snap this sweet pic on Saturday after the hustle and bustle of furniture moving through the house. I guess it just exhausted them all. Being under foot is hard work!
Just as I was getting ready to power wash windows outside, Morgan showed up to trim hooves. I forgot, again! There I was in my Sunday best. Holey PJ bottoms, ripped t-shirt and a really god awful old sweatshirt, and let's not forget the muck boots and baseball cap. A vision! Horses now all have pretty trimmed toes and celebrated by racing around the paddock yesterday afternoon, kicking up those clean heels and having a grand time mock fighting.
Well, off to slog out and feed. The rain has returned and we are in the mud production business again! :-)