Can you hear me?

I love to read your comments, I love knowing that you enjoy coming here.
Joan, you ARE friends, and that's why it is easy to talk to  you all.
Who would come here, besides friends?  Who would care?
A crazy woman in northeast N.Y. who weaves like a maniac and tries to be sane and reasonable and simple all at the same time.
And does not get it right all that often.

Good God.


I was  loving my morning at home.  My mother and daughter  left for the Salvation Army.   I
tried not to notice the pain on my poor daughter's face.
Yikes.
This morning, I offered a bedspread to my mother.  I had brought it from the studio, to wash, and my mother was groaning that she needed a new, pretty bedspread. So I offered her this one....and thus began a 10 minute long monologue about bedspreads........what would I do if she took this one, and what would she do with the one she had, and what would she do when winter came and she needed a dark one, and what if it was too big and dragged on the floor, and what would look better, and what and what and what..........
You get my drift.
I folded it up, and put it in my car.
This is the kind of craziness that about puts me over the edge.  Nothing is simple in her mind.  I try to see into her mind, and it just makes me crazier.
I am not perfect, let's just say it.
Then DH kicked me out.  Yup.  It's the truth.  He was vacuuming, and I was in his way.
So much for a quiet two hours at home, ALONE.
Guess it takes more planning.

For all of you weavers......this is the piece I just took off the loom.....this is the part that was on the loom when I bought it.......  I am pretty sure this finish work right next to the red is from  Collingwood's book, but I don't know what it is.
Any ideas???
It sure looks neat, doesn't it?

I just broke down and bought a new lens for my Nikon D40.   The one it came with was in tough shape. It might have something to do with dropping the camera on the lens an accident, but it only worked occasionally, making it very difficult, pretty much impossible, to get those shots that only appeared momentarily.
So I went to Ray's Supply for some advice.  They said I should just throw my old lens away, it was beyond help.
So I bought a new lens, and I hope that I am happy with it.  It is a Tamron 17-270mm lens, which means that I don't have to take my regular lens off and put my zoom lens on every time I turn around.
It does make the camera a little heavier, but not so bad that I care.  I hope I made a good decision, I guess   time will tell.  I do have 30 days to take it back, if I don't like it.

I was standing half way across the room from the window when I took this, a shot I would have normally only got with my zoom.  So maybe I will be selling my 200-300 zoom lens.  Should I?

When I got evicted from my house, I went to the studio, and got a few things done.
I finished a dopey little handbag that I had been fooling around with.
I don't even dare put a price tag on it, it is so perfectly silly.

I tied fringe on two shawls that came off the loom, and one funky wrap.

And then I went outside, and sat in the not so secret garden that needs to be weeded or they won't be allowing it in Country Living Magazine when they come to take pictures.
That's a joke.
I don't qualify.
But I should.  At least I think so.

What got me out there was a woodchuck who darted out from behind the barn, just as I was leaving.  He scooted over to the apple tree, grabbed an apple off the ground, and ran back behind the barn.
So I sat out there for awhile, waiting to see if he would reappear, and I could use my brand new lens on him.
Or his FAM, cause ya know he's got one.

Sometimes, on Sundays, I think about what I want to accomplish during the week, just to kind of have a framework to go by.
Plans are good.
This week, I am going to get all the JUNK cleaned out from in front of the barn.  I'll show you how bad it looks, and then I will show you the grand improvement.    Anything would look grander than it looks right now.

I would like to MOVE the barn, but that's not happening any time soon.
My husband would tell me right here, to turn my brain off, for crying out loud.

And I reply, "don't you think I would have done that a long time ago if it were an option? Huh?"

Have a great Sunday.