It’s been a good day. Church service was followed with a nice Thanksgiving potluck.

There was more chatting, some knitting, and  spinning this evening with our friend, Allison.

We looked through my basket of top-whorl spindles. It’s a lovely collection which, sadly, are rarely spun as I usually gravitate to one of Ed’s spindles. There’s just something about the Turkish style that I love.

Allison is still threatening to slip Ebo under her coat when she leaves in a day or two.

Feeling very grateful, for many blessings, this evening.

After church was over this day was spent lazying around.

The first sock was grafted and the ends woven in before casting on and knitting several inches on the second sock.

Reading, listening to music, a nap, watching some tv with Ed, and a bit of spinning rounded out this good day.

Walking past the French door in the kitchen after my nap, the whoosh, whir, and vibration of 48 wings startled me. My movement had startled the some two dozen doves feeding in our backyard just beyond the porch. It’s a sight to see that many doves explode up into the sky from quietly feeding. Daily they come to feed, as many as 27. They’re getting less nervous of our movements within the house but they are still very flighty when spooked.

I’ve tried capturing a picture of them but they don’t want to stay on the ground for long when they become aware of the camera. This shows just a portion of them. I keep hoping to get them all in a picture.
DSC00893I hope you had a gentle, peaceful Sunday.

We did it! The number didn’t hit 111,000 until sometime between 10 – 11:30 am today but hey, what close timing. Thanks to all who’ve commented in the past day.
Comments for the drawing may still be made, be sure to put it in the 11.11 post to count and it must be submitted before 8 pm (Pacific Time) Friday the 13th.

Monday a friend called asking if Ed was still looking for a kitten. Yes, though we weren’t in a hurry. We wanted to take it slow and find the kitty that also made it clear s/he wanted us. She emailed me a picture of the kitten that had apparently been abandoned the night before at the retirement center where she worked. It hung around all night then followed a worker into the office that morning. It’d been having a field day on the receptionist’s desk for much of the day.

Seeing an expression of personality on the kitty’s face I let her know I’d be over to see it as soon as I finished my work for the day.

He just now scrambled up into my lap and deleted a few words. This kitty is a people lover! Whether in the office or siitting at the table weighing and writing on spindles he wants to be on my lap. Ed’s lap is just as good, maybe better. He plays hard and sleeps hard. Last night we decided to see what he’d do if he wasn’t crated during the night. I’d no sooner climbed between the sheets then he was in the crook of my back.

He’s also very intrigued with fiber, needles, spindles… I’ve had to be certain that all temptation is out of his reach but my, he’s a climber! He thinks I’m knitting socks for him to chew.

He hasn’t quite declared his name though it won’t be long before we know what to call him by. We think it might be something along the lines of feet, paws, or toes. Check out this back paw:

All of his feet have extra toes; one front paw even has seven claws!


Hold the presses! I’m stoked enough to switch horses from what I’d planned to post.

As of 8:20 this evening the stats show 85 hits short of 111,000 on this blog. Wouldn’t it be a fun coincidence to hit 111,000 on 11/11?
In my book it’s close enough to call for a celebration. How about a spindle drawing?

This last minute change of plans means I don’t have a picture of a spindle. Crazy as it might seem, office work stays on the office computer, personal stuff gets done on my laptop in the living room. Doing otherwise has created chaos in the past.

So, here’s the deal:
Leave a comment on the type of spindle you’d love to have: Aegean, Delight, et el. and your preference as to darker or lighter toned woods. If you’re not familiar with Jenkins spindles take a look at the spindle comparison page at our YarnTools website to see the different styles Ed has created then come back and leave a comment.

Each commenter will be assigned a number according to order of comments, the number will be put into an online Random Number Generator for the drawing.  Some comments will need to be approved before they show up, which I’ll do when I have the time and opportunity. These “hidden” ones waiting for approval will affect the numbering of the comments. I’m able to keep track of their order from this end.

Comments must be made only on this post to be counted.
Deadline to comment is Friday the 13th of November by 8:00 pm, Pacific Standard Time.
The Drawing will take place Saturday morning, time to be announced.

The person with the winning number will win a spindle from what we have in stock.

Spindles are great for taking your spinning everywhere, even fishing!

While the only spinning I did today was while walking with my spindle I’m happy to report that the second skein of Greenwood Fibers roving turned out great. I love chain-plying as I spin singles on a spindle but it’d been ages since I’d chain-plyed with a wheel with it taking some time to get the hang of smoother, less bumpy joins.

All in all, I’m very pleased with this skein.

The skein soaked in very hot water with some Dawn dish soap for about 10 minutes to set the twist then rinsed twice in cold water. A big thirsty towel was used to press out all the water then the skein hung to dry. Having worried that I was adding too much twist while plying, I was delighted that it hung almost straight down with barely a twist. Sometimes it pays to go with the gut instinct.

This yarn is soft with a firm hand. It will have excellent stitch definition and should be great for cosily wrapping around a neck to ward off winter weather.

Fiber: Greenwood Fiberworks 50% Merino / 50% Silk combed roving
Colorway: Mallard
Yardage: ca 400+

Yesterday was one of those days of poor decisions and forgetfulness.

Arriving at Haymaker’s parent’s place for his birthday celebration we discovered that we’d left his presents at home. I own the oversight: Ed loaded the car with the bag of jarred produce that Aurora had helped me can this summer as well as overseeing locked doors, cat out, grabbing the car keys. I got sidetracked gathering a knitting project and completely spaced on the gifts.

There were other incidents that don’t need elaboration. Bless Ed’s heart, he was so patient with me!

Today is Haymaker’s birthday so late this afternoon I buzzed into Silverton to deliver the presents to my daughter.  Ed and I had taken Violet birthday shopping for him on Friday and together wrap the gift she’d chosen for him. She was so excited about it she wanted to take it home and give it to him right away.

Driving eastward to home there was a wide column of billowing thunderclouds blazing white in the sunlight towering high above the Cascade Mountains. They glowed against a deep grey background of heavy rain clouds. I should have taken my camera and tried to capture the glory. There were areas where the sunlight turned the white clouds into opals.

Looking at the mass of darkness with the dazzling whiteness interposed on it I thought about how the people living in the areas underneath only perceived the stormy darkness. Our place is tucked into a small valley, the ridges on three sides block much of the sky, limiting our view. How often do we see only the dark over us when not that far off is incredible beauty if one takes the time to step away from the limited field of view. I can get so dragged down by the heavy black cloud that seems to have swallowed everything.

Then I was reminded that God always sees the whole picture: The entirety of all light, color and beauty far surpassing the darkness. My soul feels solace in such a thought.


(Photo taken late August in the morning. Imagine the lowering sun shining from in front of this cloud with all the sky behind it a deep grey.)

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