I bought a turkish spindle at Rhinebeck, then I got some fiber to go with.
The joke I kept making was that fiber was the one thing I didn’t need more of. I have a huge rubbermaid of unspun fiber, and haven’t really picked up a spindle since Windsor was born.
So I don’t know if this is just the novelty, or if it’ll stick around. But it’s fun for right now. And that’s my current focus.
My collection of unusual house plants has grown again! Let me introduce my new air plants.
Air plants are epiphytes. Like orchids they don’t require soil, just water and sunlight.
I started out with just one little red guy who hung out with my succulents. Since moving to the kitchen counter he’s grown a tiny (but observable!) amount. These plants grow very slowly, so that growth qualifies as exciting.
Now that he has some friends I’ve set up a new display. Each air plant (tillandsia) got one spirally cradle. And then I added spirally hooks to a tree branch.
The tree branch was free, and the wires all came from paperclips.
Which made this a very low budget project. Thankfully.
I’m really pleased with the spirally bits. I can’t get decent photos of the whole setup though, because my phone camera can’t focus that precisely.
That little lady has a bloom coming soon!! I’m very excited.
I managed to get myself to the NY Sheep and Wool festival this year – and it was pretty munch perfect.
Nana took the girls so I could have a restorative, grown up, weekend with fiber people. (if by “grown up” you understand that I ate pizza for dinner two nights in a row, pop tarts for breakfast two mornings in a row, and I was a role model for NO ONE.)
The sheep (and goats, and llamas, and alpacas) were adorable.
(that’s an angora goat, they grow mohair fiber. But I’m pretty sure it’s actually a Muppet come to life)
The fleece fumes were so powerful that I picked up a turkish spindle and some fiber, even though fiber was the ONE THING I wasn’t supposed to buy last weekend)
I regret nothing.
There was also an unexpected sweater quantity of yarn. (also an unplanned purchase)
And its enough for a colorwork sweater, no less.
But I didn’t get one of these:
No thanks, I don’t need to ask. I’m pretty sure this sign tells me everything I need to know.
I did drop my new spindle, twice, and from fairly high up in the train station:
Luckily it’s made of wood.
Rhinebeck is full of amazing knitterly people; old friends, and friends I just haven’t met yet. So thank you all for just being you.
(and no, I didn’t finish my Rhinebeck hat in time)
I recently fell in love with the G’night cap by Sarah Schira and almost immediately cast on for one in this gorgeous red Peace Fleece.
When I say “immediately” of course I mean I did not swatch first. Sadly this hat was measuring a full inch bigger than my head (aka 3″ too large.)
Also? Take a good look at that middle cable. I clearly wasn’t paying attention. So I frogged the whole thing.
I cast on the next day, one size down, and I’m almost back up to where I left off.
Plus, I’ve been paying attention to the cable crossings this time around.
*to be honest, I love the gnome as well and I desperately want to knit three hats and a gnome in time for themed family holiday photos. But I doubt I’ll stick with it that long.
I’m home with the girls for a couple days, and so we went for a leaf peeping / car nap in the rain yesterday. This is why I live in Vermont.
I’m on a big kick of things that can be fermented right now! In various corners of my kitchen I have:
Long time readers may remember that none of this is really new for me. But my puttering in the kitchen went on pause after Windsor was born. She was not the kind of baby that tolerated mom spending a lot of time in the kitchen.
The big change these days is mostly out of my control. The last 12 months have included a lot. And one of those is I’m lactose intolerant now.
Lactaid milk is just fine for putting in tea and for baking. But it does mean doing a lot more of my own baking. And lactose free yogurt is shockingly expensive. So now I have a yogotherm:
It’s just a tight sealing styrofoam cooler. But it makes large batch yogurt a breeze.
And my digestion is generally happier with more fermented things in my diet. So I dug out my old kombucha jug:
Those scoobys are over 2 years old. (for those of you not familiar, that’s unheard of.) The tea they’re sitting in smells very vinegary, but not off. And there’s no mold at all.
So I brewed a fresh batch of sweet tea and I’m running an experiment. I have one quart with a very old scooby in it. To the second quart I added a cup of raw, store bought kombucha. I’ll report back on how they do!