Spinning Again!

purple tussah silk 2-ply

I’m spinning again! I had forgotten how much I enjoy spinning silk. I spun the little bit of purple dyed tussah silk that I had left from a previous project (about 2/3 oz) into 186 yards of 2 ply yarn. I spun the single yesterday, and plied it this evening. Absolute joy. This is exactly what the doctor ordered. A bit of enjoyable, relaxing spinning.

I mixed 2 or 3 different Jacquard Acid Dye to get the purple I wanted. The dye didn’t completely blend and took up differently on different parts of the roving. But I love it. It added quite a bit of depth to the color. And it also kept the rovings from getting boring because of the slight variations. (I did say that I have a low boredom threshold, didn’t I?)

Now, it’s whetted my appetite for more spinning. I’ve got to restrain myself until I get more Christmas presents done!

On the down side, I just got an email about the guild meeting next week — it’s not a plain old gift exchange, but a handmade Christmas ornament exchange. Sigh. Now what do I do? What can I knit the silk into for an ornament? a pair of mini-mittens? I’ve never tried that. Could be fun. There’s always mini-socks too. But mittens would be different. The thumbs would not be fun though. Need more thought.

Maybe I should spin to help get the creative juices flowing … or spin some wool to make the ornament out of. Hmm …

It’s been a productive weekend. I finished Ian’s scarf too. I was told that it is the wishbone pattern from Barbara Walker’s book. But when I looked it up, the wishbone is a cable and looks nothing like this. This is a faux cable, made via a series of make 1s and decreases. No extra needles and pretty fast to make. Only 8 rows in the repeat.

The scarf is about 8″ wide by 45″ long. As long as the 3 balls of alpaca I had in my stash would take me. (Heirloom Alpaca, 8 ply, shade 972)

The dyed in the wool fleece turned out beautifully! Doesn’t it look like fall foliage? I’m actually pretty excited about carding it out, spinning it and see what happens. See, selective amnesia is already setting in and I haven’t even started to card yet!

Precious Lives

Life is too precious to waste. I was knocked for a loop last week and it seems that all I’ve been doing is marching in place. I think I’m finally back on track again. For a while, I couldn’t even think about Thanksgiving.

My 11 year old cat, Hemingway, went had a diabetic seizure last Sunday. For some reason, I couldn’t see it for what it was. I panicked. I rushed around the house, trying to get things together so that I could take him to the emergency clinic. Of course, when you are in a hurry, it seems that everything is preventing you from reaching your goal. I took the wrong turn, headed for the vet instead of the clinic. Once I got myself turned around, I hit every single traffic light along the way, then got stuck waiting for the Fremont Bridge to come back down.

All I could think of at that bridge was that I wasn’t ready for Hemingway to go yet, despite all the times that I’ve sworn at him for his picky eating habits and lousy potty manners. It just wasn’t time. And Martin wasn’t home to say goodbye.

It was then that I realized that it was a diabetic seizure. Tears streaking down my face thinking that I’ve killed Hemingway for sure because I didn’t give him Karo Syrup before leaving the house and now he’s going to die before the bridge comes back down.

Thankfully, the nice folks at the emergency clinic rushed him in and gave hime glucose IV right away (I called ahead so they were ready). It’s amazing how calming the act of filling out paperwork can be. The mundane acts during a crisis can totally focus you on something other than the crisis. I know I’m being completely redundant but I don’t have any other way of explaining it.

Hemingway is fine now. A little mad at me for making him go through all of that last week — all because he didn’t like the new cat food. (He was boycotting the new food and the regular insulin injections caused his blood glucose levels to drop.) To add insult to injury, the vets made him keep an IV catheter in his front leg for 48 hours, just in case, then followed by a bandage for another 24 hours. Not a happy camper.

I don’t care. I’m just happy that he’s still here and being a pain in the neck that he always is.

Finished Objects

Mom's Ribbles Socks

Finished a pair of modified ribbles socks (from Socks, Socks, Socks ) for Mom. I stopped the pattern on the top of the foot because I worried about the cables feeling like knots under the shoe. I did 1×1 ribbing instead along the top of the foot. I think it turned out pretty nice. I made the socks from Brown Sheep washable wool.

I sort of finished one set of weaving class projects — 2 table mats in different patterns but the same warp. I just need to finish twisting the fringe.

2 Christmas presents down. I don’t know how may more to go!

First Log!

Well, I’ve installed my very own weblog. I feel a little arrogant for thinking that people will want to read what I have to say. The whole “build it and they will come” attitude. Then, there is the, do I really want anyone and everyone out there to know what I’m doing and thinking? How much of myself do I really want to open up for just anyone to pull apart, dissect, opine?

We’ll just wait and see how this develops. In any case, this weblog is primarily an offshoot of my fiber addiction. I want to track, share, and discuss my various fiber projects, and just plain — show it off!

Fortissima Mexiko - colorway 9071
To kick that off … I finally finished off the pair of Fortissima Mexiko socks that I started at the end of September during the fiber retreat at Ft. Flagler. This is the first pair that I’ve made using short-row heel. So far, I really like the results. I did not have little “holes” at the turns that I thought I would have. I used the wrapped stitch method and that appears to really have worked. I’ll take a picture of them tomorrow, before I wash them, and load it to the log. I have to wash my weaving sample anyway, so maybe I’ll toss them in together.

Then, there are the pictures of the Bond kittens that I have to take and send to MEOW. We are fostering two adorable little black and white tuxedo attired kittens that we’ve named for two of our favorite Bonds … Roger and Sean. Sean’s got this slightly more prominent left eye brow that makes him look like he has the perpetual Sean Connery eye brow lift.

And if I have any time left over, I’ll play with the display options of these logs.