Black B................?

Having MY head is a lesson in "one day at a time".
Never knowing what tomorrow will be like teaches me to savor today, some days more than others.


Some friends and I made the trip to Providence, RI, to "Convergence", HGA's International Fiber Conference.  It is a week long collection of exhibits and classes, with a huge vendor hall.  It happens every two years, and is hosted in a different city every time.
It is the first time I have been.  I didn't sign up for classes, not knowing if my head would make that an enjoyable or painful venture.  Luckily, L and I and friends were up for a day trip.

I didn't take pictures, too busy looking at everything.  I will say, however, that I was disappointed.   I expected "grand".   There were several vendors that I enjoyed meeting, and talking to.  There were some lovely yarns and looms, but it paled even in comparison to the yearly Rhinebeck Sheep Show in Rhinebeck, NY.  And it shouldn't have.
So I'm glad I went, but doubt that I would travel any further than that to go again.

I did treat myself to a Glimakra band loom, but when I got it home and put it together, it was missing some parts, most importantly, the treadles.  
More disappointment, I'm afraid.

 
I have been enjoying my little garden at the studio.......it has amazed me so far with its bounty.

I complained last year that I didn't have any zucchini.
That WON'T be the case this year.

And cucumbers, oh my.   I never expected this.

 

But why, why, why did I plant so many summer squash.

 

 

I made some pickles already.  Trying out some different recipes.

 

On the chicken front, there is some big news.  Remember I told you about Black Betty, the bossy b****, who seemed to be in charge????  Well, the other morning, while I was feeding them, I heard this awful sound, and thought it was an animal trying to get in the chicken run.  It was ar...ar..ar..ar...ar
and then again.
I went outside, and there was the culprit.  Black Betty BART, learning how to crow.
How did I miss that comb growing on the top of HIS head?

Ay yi yi yi yi.

So, the sweet sign made for me by a lovely lady, Elly, is not entirely  'accurate'.
But it's perfect, all the same.