Thursday, April 4, 2019
Sometimes you just have one of those days...no matter how hard you try, you know it's not going to turn out so well.
I finally gave up the battle to make this bamboo warp do what I wanted. I did have a loom issue, with one solenoid not positioned properly to fire off like it's supposed to. But even after fixing that, it was still a nightmare.
I didn't realize how stretchy bamboo could be. A loose thread here, a loose thread there. You weavers know how awful it is to UNWEAVE.
I went forwards and backwards so many times, I was getting dizzy. I'd weave an inch or two, get out my mirror and flashlight so I could visualize the underside of the fabric, and find floats before they got too big.
I had multiple weights hanging off the back of the loom.
After four hours this morning, and very, very little forward progress, I had to stop and reconsider.
I've been working on this warp for days, and so far, I have only yardage with floats that may or may not be salvageable.
So as much as it hurt me to do it, I cut the warp off the loom, cut my losses and tried to accept that I have wasted a week on it.
So to date, I have found that tencel warps, and bamboo warps, put on sectionally, so the warp is at least 20 yards long, can be a nightmare.
I need some reliable, dependable cotton.
At least lunch has been a good experience. This week is leek, potato, cabbage soup, one of my faves.
My 5 year old grand daughter fell running through the house, landed on her chin, and ended up getting three stitches.
My daughter texted me, "OMG, does it ever end?" (meaning the worry and anxiety over your children)
I said, "Yup, it will, when you die."
As they left Urgent Care, she had obviously bounced right back, and had to be cautioned about skipping down the hall way.
Note, the bandaid on her chin.
I have been dyeing for about three years, and true to form, I have not kept one bit of record of any of it.
I decided it was time.
So I started a dye notebook, and this week, every morning, before I start my weaving day, I dye one batch.
In my pajamas.
I usually use some picture to inspire me, so I've paired my inspo pic with the end results, so you can see how I'm doing.
This red and gray is bamboo, for weft.
And this green is also bamboo, for weft.
This is mercerized cotton, also for weft.
This one is my favorite of the three.
There's another one on the drying rack.
I think spring might actually be coming, but the downside is that everything looks so brown and dirty.
I need some serious lawn work done, leaves raked, branches picked up, but finding someone who will do it and do a good job is not an easy task.
My neck dictates that I NOT do it, even though I would really like to.
I love watching the sunset, and seeing the "girls" soaking up the very last rays of the day.
If you look close, you can see them out behind the gate. When the sun goes down, within minutes, they will be going in........like clockwork.
Egg production has been high, all winter long. That is not usual, and I've wondered why. Someone suggested that it was their glass enclosed chicken run that was responsible. I don't know that it's true, but it sure is interesting.
I do have a question for you all.
A chicken question. A garden question.
My chickens have a huge fenced in area, and when the garden is not in use, they have that area as well.
I have decided to build a couple of raised beds outside the garden, for the few things we want to plant. Keeping it manageable.
So the garden will be empty, unless I figure out something easy to throw in there. I want to plant something in there that will be easy to manage, and something that at the end of summer, the chickens will enjoy.
Although, they pretty much enjoy everything, I keep thinking that there is something that would be perfect, if I just knew what it was.
Welcome to my world.