Where does the time go? It seems like yesterday, I was unpacking from the Vermont Sheep and Wool Festival, and here it is almost the end of September! I’ve been to the Tunbridge World’s Fair, demonstrating spinning and knitting on two days while two of my ewe lambs entertained the hoards of people who wandered through the sheep barn. In the spirit of fried foods at these things, the village store owners invented a new deep fried treat: crispy cheesecake. (Cheesecake wrapped in a flour tortilla, flash fried, and dipped in cinnamon and sugar.) It was actually very good. But I missed the guy who has been there in the past who made real turkey dinners with real mashed potatoes, a diversion from all the fried fair foods.
In the interim, Mark came to take away the four horned ram I was no longer using. We had frost, so all the butternut squash and potimarron squash was picked. I’ve made two baby sweaters and am working on a very large sweater with six different colors of shetland wool, of which I had a few skeins each. (Actually, one color, the grey is not shetland; ran out of shetland grey, so it is Sweet Pea, one of Shari’s sheep, who is now living at Cindy’s, I believe. Beautiful soft romney cross. Yesterday I dug l/3 of the potatoes, roughly, a wheelbarrow full. And little by little, I’m “spring cleaning” my house, preparatory to a northeast regional jacob sheep breeders meeting on Columbus Day weekend. One room done, four more to go…plus probably my side of the basement. And the regular spinning and quilting and knitting group meetings each week. Sunday I drove up to Moretown and purchased a trio of Jersey Giant chickens, big ol’ black girls, and a young rooster, who is already almost as big as my penedescenca rooster. I got them settled in the winter henhouse/yard, separate from my other chickens for a few days, to let them settle in. And I made Italian sausage with the ground pork from the two pigs slaughtered. Did I already mention that in a previous post? I don’t think so…but the mind is not as sharp as once it was.
Today is just trip to the grain store, knitting, reading a bit (it’s hard these days of harvesting to get a book a week in!) and then off to spinning. In the last two weeks, I’ve spun twelve skeins of jacob yarn. But there’s still another bag of rovings to go, AND two coopworth fleeces awaiting washing, picking, carding, and spinning. Then, there’s the Wool Tour, in the Monadnock region of N.H. on Columbus Day Weekend. I need to make some more socks, and some felted hats and mittens for that…ARGH! (In my sleep, perhaps?)
Okay, time, while it is still dark this morning, to start to “pick up” my sewing room, straighten shelves and discard stuff I’m just never going to finish, organize my stash of fabric, and get stuff ready to cut out a new quilt, so I have something to work on at quilting group on Wednesday night. This cooler weather inspires me to actually accomplish something! Happy Fall.