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Firsts
2010 has been a year of firsts for me.
I took a year-long course about sheep and fibre (sort of a 'shephardry lite' class.) I learned about sheep diseases, breeding, lambing, shearing, herding, and fibre prep. I got to hold and feed a tiny baby lamb. I herded a grumpy ewe from the field to the barn without a dog or a halter. I loved it immensely and ( Read more... ) -
It would be mean to not share
I can not take credit for finding this:
Free 14th C. fair isle charts!
The charts themselves begin on page 15. Beginning on page 67 are what appear to be embroidery patterns, although they don't quite look like black work to me. I don't know jack about embroidery, though. -
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I'm almost done with the stockings! I finished the heel last night! All that's left is the foot and the toe!!!
...So WHY am I fondling the lace yarn the Josh got me for my birthday, and petting the roving from my Fiber Project sheep? (Technically, the roving is part Annie-sheep and part alpaca. Annie's fleece was rooing pretty badly this year.)
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I recently discovered Hyperbole and a Half, and I feel compelled to share. The drawings make me laugh so hard that I come close to wetting myself.
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Sinus infection: the return of the revenge is nearly defeated. Finally. In the meantime, every little thing is making me tired. Grr. Maybe by my birthday I'll feel well enough to go for walks again ( Read more... ) -
Being nice used to be a no-brainer
I hate, hate that the world is such that I have to stop and evaluate situations before trying to do something decent.
Saw a "beggar" today, on the way home from the Farmer's Market. A woman with a dog (a well-fed dog), and a cardboard sign: "Just passin' thru: Outta luck and HUNGRY. Plz spare some cash. God bless!!!"
Naturally, my gut's immeadiate ( Read more... ) -
Spot the loony
I was in the ER last night, and MAN are some people weird, sexist, and crazy ( Read more... ) -
Smallish announcement
So...
Well.
Uh.
I'm growing a fetus. The finished product will arrive in December. No fussing or gushing is necessary.
Man, I've been harboring this terrible fear/paranoia that none of my friends are going to think I'm cool anymore. The Slav thinks this is crazy pie, and he's probably right. But I'm still worried. -
Breaking radio silence
I'm still alive, I just haven't been doing much ( Read more... )
