Why, yes, I DO, about 3 bags full. Counting all the wool on the loom and the sheepskin covered weaving bench!
The lovely Rowan Purelife British Sheep Breeds Suffolk has arrived. A bags full for the previously mentioned Papa sweater. I might have to get it on the needles today. We'll see.
There are a lot of fibery things to work on today! I've started making the string heddles for the tapestry loom and need to complete the red ones and go on to a set in a different color. The blanket is a little over half way woven. It's in the center grey part so not very exciting to see but at the end it will get a mirrored set of stripes as the beginning did.
I have really enjoyed working on this project. It has also made me very comfortable with the location of my treadles. The order requires I treadle 1-3-5-6-4-2 and repeat, so basically every other treadle. It translates to top layer, middle layer, bottom layer, bottom layer, middle layer and finish on the top layer to start over again. I work 1-3 on the left foot and 4-6 on the right foot. The Delta loom has maintained a fantastic shed through the whole process. It does a beautiful job of separating the layers even with the sticky Harrisville Shetland. This is not to say I have been perfect, I spied a bubbly throw when it came around the beam on the bottom layer, looked fixable and a fulled wool blanket is very forgiving of little loops and imperfections.
The cabled cardigan has seen quite a bit of love this week. I am just about at the sleeve decreases for the back. I do need to get back to the hand spun fingerless mittens at some point. I was wishing I had them "on hand" earlier this week. The kitchen rug on the Barbara V loom got some work done on it too.
On farm news everyone survived the deep freeze. The horses did manage to ding up their water trough. Someone is smart enough to break the ice with a hoof, and they broke a part of the rim of the Rubber Made tub right off. It's still usable, but it won't take another hoof blast in the frigid cold and maintain integrity. Horses are hard on things. They love playing with their grain buckets during the day, and it isn't long before I am replacing one or more. They so enjoy it though. It's not uncommon to see Nick or Imp walking around with one in their mouths or kicking it like a soccer ball between them. I've tried the regular Jolly Balls, but no one likes them. It's a bucket or nothing.
The girls were not bothered by the cold at all. Thursday morning, I took a little walk up one of the small critter trails behind the barn. I thought I had spied eyes in the dark...maybe Puck. It was an out of the ordinary thing for me to head on that path and in the dark so I had five silly goats running from their paddock and hay, bleating that I was abandoning them. I find it amazing they are so watchful of my movements.
I practically broke my neck as they crowded in so close they tripped me up. The headline could have read something like, "Woman Dead in Woods, Mobbed by Gang of Goats In the Night". If there was something interesting lurking it was long gone with all the commotion.
The temperatures have finally moderated up to normal levels, it's about 27 degrees F and should be another relatively warm day. We had snow yesterday. Nuisance snow, enough to make the roads hazardous ( it did) but not enough to get excited about or plow the driveway for.
Lastly, I am going to leave you with something that gave me quite the belly laugh, in the store I might add. My Mother's birthday is New Years Eve and we all go out of our way to make sure things are birthday and not Christmas like. It means a special card MUST be procured and yesterdays drop into town was fueled by that fact. My Mom and I try to best each other with funny cards for birthdays. (Mothers Day is flowery card day). I think I have a winner here.