We are half way through our visit and there has been a lot of weaving going on. (Bested only by wine consumption. Hail the grape!!!) My Father is just about half way through his warp. We made some changes along the way. He didn't like the taupe he started out with for weft and the cream would have had no contrast for the center pattern to show.
On Friday morning, (after the 14 hour power failure), we hopped in the car and drove off to Llamas & Llambs in Jacksonville to find a suitable weft. Kathy helped him find a darker tan silk in just about the correct weight and he went with that. He's been weaving in earnest since.
My mother and I have had fun popping into town for our usual little shopping forays. One inevitably takes us around looking for just the right piece of jewelry. My mother LOVES all things small and sparkly!:-) She has two people stopping by to check on the cats at home and decided to find a nice little bauble for each of them. Their baubles are tucked neatly away for the trip home, but my little something is here. These pretty earrings are dogwoods.
The necklace would have been my first choice but was long gone and after seeing a picture it was a more a ring of dogwoods and not my true taste. Gene will easily turn these into two simple necklaces, one for myself and one for my Mother, although she doesn't know it.
On farm news, it's been a bit unsettled weather wise. Rain, snow, wind. You get the muddy wet picture. Hopefully we'll have some nice dry cool days this last week of the visit. My oven door springs broke and my glasses broke. Gene is fixing the oven door today since we are doing an early Thanksgiving dinner and glasses, complete with new lens prescription have been ordered. I have finally had to go to bifocals. Squinting or two pairs of glasses are not options. Thank god I had an old, old pair saved which do allow me to drive.
Puck the black cat has been spotted again these last few days and a hint of Bond in the air but no evidence of even a stop by. I spied the little owl again yesterday morning in a tree by the goat enclosure. Coyotes made an audible appearance Friday night with all sorts of yipping and howling through the woods early in the evening, around 9:30p.m.
Dennett is in seventh heaven since my Father likes to take him on a daily walk.