Crazy as a Loom

Thursday, June 20, 2019

Control Theory

Summer is Dames Rocket and Fireflies, in my humble opinion.
After that tomato sandwiches with mayo.



Little excitement here re: the health of DH......couple emergency room visits, one by ambulance, and doctor's appointments following, plus more pending.

It's been a hoot.
You might say. 


 In an attempt to get control over some part of my life, in between all this medical stuff, I decided to do some purging.  
The loft of the barn was in horrific shape, with so much clutter there wasn't room to walk.   So I proceeded to sell and gift things on FB.   A lot of the junk left that way.
Then I threw the rest out of the window onto the driveway, then dragged a lot of that out by the road, where crazy people picked it up and took it home to THEIR barns.

Then I loaded the truck and took a LOT to the dump.  

The last small pile was wood scraps and that got burned in what was supposed to be an outside fire pit.


I also decided, that since the rug loom was gone, and I had made the decision to forgo weaving any more rugs, that the 100 lbs of remaining fabric strips should be moved along.
Back on FB.

Unbelievable the folks that asked me if I would "deliver" this FREE fabric to them.

One lady annoyed me so, that I asked her if she wanted me to bring lunch with me when I delivered the FREE fabric.
She did not respond.

But THIS  lady drove two hours from Vermont, and arrived at 8am, to take it all.  She loaded her Chevy Yukon and it was packed full from the front to the back.
My kind of girl.


This little space, off the sewing room, was used to store big bolts of cloth that I procured somewhere years ago.
I dragged it all out, and hit FB Marketplace once again.


Amazing how fast someone can get to your house, if it's free and they want it.  the guy kept saying, "you sure you don't want some money?"
Nope.

And I felt incredibly lighter once it was gone.


The loft of the barn is about empty, except for a few things that are easily pushed to the sides.


All in all, I feel much relieved to have made so much progress in the last couple of weeks, while the rest of my life goes completely off the rails.
I guess that's how we deal with things sometimes....at any rate, it worked for me for a while.

I still have a few areas in the house that need sorting and purging, and that will be happening soon.

Then perhaps I will have to face the rest of my life that cannot be controlled, but to be honest, I think I might do a Scarlet O'Hara, you know, and think about all that another day.




And here's Henny Penny, who has been free ranging for two weeks to get away from the pecking queens in the coop.  She had a sore place on her head, and they were determined to make it worse.

So she's been gallivanting around the property.
Her head has healed, but in the morning, when I open the coop door, she is waiting, and she hops out.

She comes up on the porch often during the day, for a snack and a drink, and she appears to be having the time of her life.




I hope she doesn't think she's coming in the house.


Wednesday, June 5, 2019

Back again.


Early morning walks are in order as the planet heats up.  I don't want Naya having heat stroke from walking when it's 80 degrees.  I don't walk her in the heat of the day, and I don't leave her in the car if it's over 50.

The bike path was gorgeous this morning, cool and quiet.  I have to try to get myself out there before I start working in the studio. 
It feels good to have the walk done, and to be honest, it's when I have the most energy.





Then we took my car in for an oil change and inspection, and after a long drink, Naya took a little nap while she waited.
She's such a good girl.



This is Lois' method of tying up her warp.  She couldn't remember where she got the idea from, but I believe I sent her the link.   It's from Melissa over at Tangibledaydreams blog.  Thanks Melissa.

It is quite effective.  Saves warp, and time.



This morning we also put a towel warp on the AVL....  8/2 cotton from my stash of UKI.   Trying to use it all up, so the only cotton I have on my shelves is Brassard ring spun, which is my fave.



Some bright colors .......



This is the end of the navy warp.

I wanted a ruana, but there wasn't enough, here it is waiting to be sewn together as a möbi shawl.



I am thinking of buying some fiber from Habu Textiles,  has anyone tried any of it?  I would love to hear if you have.


So here is Lois' project once she got going.

The warp is hand dyed mercerized cotton.........her weaving is impeccable.......really, I am so proud of her.
And I'm very pleased with my dye job.  Together, we rock it, don't we?




The weft is navy bamboo.




So I took your advice,(thanks for that) and hauled out the Weed Dragon, which has been languishing in the shed.

I burned off all the weed growth that had accumulated, and it didn't take long.

Downside:....I needed a shower and shampoo, because I smelled like I'd been sitting by a campfire for hours.

But it's doable, and easier on my neck than bending over and pulling them all out.


But it did an awesome job.....the whole left side looked like the area around the tree bottom right........

I'll do that tomorrow. 
I don't want to use any chemicals, but I get depressed when the weeds start to take over my beautiful labyrinth.

You can not imagine, unless you've done it, how peaceful and restorative it is to walk the labyrinth.   I do it slowly, and sometimes I can just feel the weight lifting from my shoulders.

Old story, for some of you who may not have read it.

Years ago, when I took my two grandsons to walk the labyrinth at a friend's nature preserve, I got my inspiration to build this labyrinth at the studio.
Nev and Logie were 11 and 8.   They ran around the labyrinth like boys run around anything.........and I asked them what the labyrinth meant to them.
Nev mumbled, "I don't know."
So I said keep thinking about it.
Few minutes later, Nev said, "I still don't know."

Logie, who was the younger of them, said, "Mimi, I think I know what it means.  It's where you find the center of your heart."

I still tear up when I think of that.    Two weeks later, my labyrinth was complete, but when I realized that mowing the paths was going to be tough, I put down landscape fabric, which has long rotted, and pebble stones.  I did it with the help of a 16 year old kid that we often hired for yard work, a load of stone, a spray can of paint, and a load of pebbles.  And some hard work.

Nev is 22 now, and Logie is 19.

He still remembers that he is the reason that my labyrinth exists.

Some things are truly priceless.



Monday, June 3, 2019

Later........

First things first, the recipes.

I will definitely make the banana nut muffins again.   They were a hit.



I think you can enlarge these, if not, I found it on Pinterest.  Or just go to the source, www.craftycookingmama.com.

The rice dish....well, that was flying from the seat of my pants........but here goes.

Hilary's Rice Concoction.

I steamed a whole head of broccoli with a good handful of asparagus.  I also threw in some frozen peas....another handful.
Don't you love the measuring devices I use.

In the meantime, I threw in a stick of butter.....less if you like, into another sauce pan, when it melted I threw in half an onion, chopped, and then a cup of orzo.
When they looked cooked, the orzo was brown,  I added three chicken bouillon cubes, one cup of regular rice, and four cups of water.
Brought it to a boil, turned it down, cooked it covered for 20 min, or until water was absorbed.
I had drained my veggies, and put them in a large bowl......do not overcook.
When the rice mixture was done, I added the veggies to the rice, threw in some shaved parmesan, but truly I think any cheese would do, you don't need much. (If you want to pass on the cheese, you could use nutritional yeast here, for a cheesy taste)  Salt and pepper.
Mixed well, threw in the oven about 325 for maybe 45 min........and that's it.   I ate it for two nights, and put some in the freezer.
Yummy.


Most things I do not write down, and my kids have often been fond of saying that I make "mystery" things, especially soup.....and they have actually warned their friends not to like it too much, because you'll never get it again.
But occasionally, if I like it a lot, I will scratch it on some paper and save it.

I also like simple dishes, without meat obviously, so this one fills the bill.

On the home front, I have been feeling very overwhelmed.   DH is having some health issues, that are 
stressing me out, probably more than they are him.
I have tried to let go of it, and I've realized that none of my worry will change a thing.
So then......back to one day at a time.  Lists help, they do.
I make a a list each day, of what I want to accomplish, even a more general list for the whole week, and I try to keep my eye on those chores.
I do what I can:  talk to the doctor, keep an eye on DH, be a nurse/friend/source of support, but ultimately, I know it is out of my hands.
If I don't get hold of myself, I will be an emotional wreck, and what sense does that make??
You cannot see the future, no matter how hard you try.
Thus, you cannot prepare for it.
Nope.
Even though you think you should.


I also am preoccupied with my friend who is at the end of her life.
We have been friends since we were in preschool, she has been my best friend.  She was there for me through a tumultuous alcoholic marriage, and I'm not sure I could have extricated myself without her.
She was a huge part of my life growing up, and through our adult years, we have never lost touch for very long.  She is one of those friends, that you can just pick up the conversation as if you never left it.
Priceless.
On the other hand, she has smoked for 50 years.....and over the years, I have harassed her, begged her, reasoned with her, all to no avail.
In addition, she has been an obsessive Pepsi consumer....up to two six packs of 16 oz bottles daily.
Again, nothing I said made any difference.
She is possibly the most stubborn, hard headed individual I've ever known.
It certainly isn't that she doesn't get it, she's smart and talented. 

But I've always suspected that she didn't value herself enough to change anything.  
Now her lungs are done, her kidneys are finished, two strokes later, and she will not be here much longer.
Visiting her over the weekend was torture for me, to see her that way.


So  deep sadness for her, to see her losing her life, to know that I will never see her again.

Worry about DH, who has his own path to walk.


Because DH is not well, there is very little he can do around the house.  So I look outside and see the weeds growing, and the place looking haphazard, and I obsess about that, as well.
My poor brain.

He does mow on the rider, and gets the bulk of it done, but all the cutting in does not get done.   Clumps of bamboo aka knotweed, grow here and there.   My neck will not allow me to do what I desperately want to do, which is to go out there and reek havoc on the offending growth........work all day until I am sweaty and dirty and exhausted.
Ah, but that's what I did 20-30 years ago.
Things have changed, eh?

So yesterday morning, I walked the labyrinth, in my bathrobe, at 6:30 a.m.   It was lovely and cool, but of course, the weeds that were sprouting up in between all the pebbles got my attention, and I spent 5 minutes trying to figure out how I would possible prevent and/or address the takeover of weeds in my beautiful stone circle.
So I pulled a few, here and there.
And it dawned on me.........if I were to walk the labyrinth every morning, I could accomplish a couple of things.  I could pull a few weeds, and I could center, and focus, and pull myself back together each day.  A little at a time.....the weeds, and me.
Win/win.

And as far as the bamboo goes, so what?  Let it grow in little islands here and there.  What earthy difference could it make???
Live, let live.
Period.
Taking things one bite at a time, small bites, do what you can, and give the rest up.


I'm going to be ok.........I am.


I hated this green on the loom, but all put together, it is much nicer than I expected.

My real weaving success this week came in the form of "mystery soup"........
I used up a basket full of bobbins left over from other projects.....

For this ruana


It is light and drapey and I love it.



I was sure it would sell at the show we are getting ready for next weekend.....but it already sold off my FB page, and today it is on its way to SINGAPORE.

For real.



Today is oil change for the Subaru.


Yesterday I hauled out my kayaks, and scrubbed them both down.
It was on my list.



Thank God for lists.

We will be busy getting all our stuff ready for the show, and packed up; making sure everything is marked and priced, etc.
Then we will pray for good weather on Sunday the 9th, for the Beekman Street Fair, in Saratoga Springs, N.Y.

It was a great show last year, I can only hope it will be this good again.

But wait, I'm doing one day at a time.  So today right?   Stay in the day.

Later........

Wednesday, May 29, 2019

Moving on

Naya may have come from Georgia, near Atlanta, but she loves the ocean.  She is not afraid of getting wet.





We took a little trip, just to get away for a bit.   Naya and I walked about 10 miles in two days.


My porch has been cleaned, and organized.   Bubba Lee's recliner is gone, and the table with her "tote" bed underneath, gone too.
The porch looks much better, but I miss her, I'd rather have her back, and a crappy looking porch to keep her happy.



About three weeks ago, I apparently forgot my age and condition, and rototilled the garden, plus two other areas, and weed whacked for a couple of hours.  Needless to say, I paid the price.
I know, I know......dumb.
But it brought me to the realization that  trying to hack back the sumac in the back of our property every single year is hopeless, and painful.
So that big machine next to the chicken coop is leveling the whole area behind the garden and behind the chicken yard, sumac and all.

Sometimes ya just gotta spend the money.



The big excitement in my life last week was going to my grand daughter's kindergarten class to read to them.
As you can see, she has laid claim to me.

Nothing like 20 five year olds to make you feel like a rock star.


So there are two cats at my house now.......Queen Sydney, who lives inside.......and Goldie, who lives outside.

I'd really like to keep it down to two cats.
Is that possible?


It's the time of year to eat lunch on the porch.


It's also time for rhubarb.
Two pies for now.
Two pies in the freezer.


The Union rug loom is gone...it was kind of like ripping a bandaid off, selling it, but once it was done, I was relieved.

I am still trying to sell all the fabric accumulated over the years.  That may take some time.

The "rug room" is now my yoga room, and home to the warping board, and the warping mill.



Somehow, it all feels right.  It was time to let go.


I had company the other day, and while I was sewing my daughter's jeans, my grandson pushed this chair over and got as close as he could.   "Help?  Help?"


Yes, dear boy, you can help.


But unbeknownst to me, my grand daughter decided to change all the settings on my Serger.


I guess those colored buttons are pretty tempting.  But when I went to use it the next day, all the threads broke, and I had to rethread and reset the whole thing.
We have to have a talk.




Our first show is in two weeks.

I have been busy sewing.  Making things from scraps in my scrap stash.



This beauty turned out way better than we expected.  I wound this crazy warp, and Lois put it on the loom, and did the weaving.  I picked out this funky metal thread for the weft, and this is the result.  It is light and airy, the whole thing only weighs a lb.  She did a great job weaving it, then I sewed it up.
It really is stunning.





Banana nut muffins today..........only because I get so annoyed that bananas get soft SO fast, and I
already have a freezer full that I use for smoothies.


This recipe is a keeper.

I threw together this rice dish tonight......with broccoli and asparagus and peas, and it was so good, that I am actually going to write it down.



Keeping busy, as usual, headaches the worst early morning, and then they let up.

Grateful.

I'll say good night with this.
My new fave cup.








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