I can’t believe I let the whole month of August fly by without a single blog post. I have been busy, but looking back at the calendar, it was filled with appointments and other house stuff that kept me away from the fun stuff. That will need a major correction.
So, here are the few things I did manage to finish. This is a wall hanging woven with my hand spun yarn, mostly wool but there is a little alpaca blended in it.The little Hokett loom has had some action, the mug rug is almost finished. My knitting project is a triangle scarf with hand dyed alpaca yarn. This is my go-to pattern when I can’t decide what to knit next. ( I don’t normally match my project bag with my yarn, but it does look good together.)
So, there you have it. Hopefully, September will be more “fun” productive. I have been in a spinning mood and will have some yarn to show soon.
Sandy O’ at My Yellow Swing.
The crafty part of My Yellow Swing has been slow this summer. Not absent, just slow. I am working on an after-school kids weaving project for when school starts next month. I have a little woven pouch pattern that I found on the Internet that can be done on a cardboard loom. Along with the weaving, the kids will learn to knit an I-cord strap.My sheep tapestry is growing another row of sheep. I understand sheep legs are not all that exciting.Last week, Pat and I ventured to Tucson and stopped at my LYS, Grandma’s Spinning Wheel where I found this. I did not participate in Tour de Fleece, but I was inspired by many spinning blogs and knew I needed this roving.So, if you are not into flowers, you can click out now. Here are my flowers around my house. White roses….Red Lantana…My barrel cactus has some strange yellow things growing.But the neighbor’s barrel cactus has beautiful orange blooms.I have purple Mexican petunias.Yellow trumpet vines.The Vitex is starting it’s second bloom.Duffy is not impressed.So, everyone stay cool, stay safe, stop and smell the flowers.
This is the first Father’s Day that I won’t be able to call my dad and wish him a Happy Father’s Day. But I will spend the day looking back at the great memories I have of our good times together. I have no pictures to share that accompany some of my best memories. I won a college scholarship in a tractor-pulling contest that my dad encouraged me to try. When I made the only “Full Pull” in the student category, there was the biggest grin on my dad’s face. When I was in the county Dairy Princess contest in 1971, my father and three other fathers dressed up in drag as beauty queens and paraded down Main Street. Again, no picture, but I will NEVER forget that day. And every time I would leave after a visit, he and my mother would stand in the front yard and watch me drive off until I was out of sight.
Pat’s father left us in 2003. Dad O’Brien welcomed me to his family when Pat and I married. I heard stories about the strange pets he would bring home; a squirrel, a pig, a crow, and many stray dogs. He served in New Guinea and the Philippines in World War II, and he talked about flying in towed gliders. He and Mom O’Brien traveled on the Amtrak train from Chicago to Arizona once to visit us. When asked about the scenery, he said “I saw lots of junkyards and graveyards.” He was different from my father, but was a great father-in-law!
Happy Father’s Day to all the Dads! And missing all the Dads who are in our hearts.
I am back in Kentucky with my family. My mom is staying on the farm, so I came out to help my sisters get the fields and sheds a little easier to handle. This was the scene of the first morning here.The grass and leaves are so green, I wish I had yarn in these colors. Not much knitting going on. But I am getting lots of hugs from family and friends. One of my projects here is setting up a display of my Dad’s collection of antique farm tools at the local heritage center. Photos later.
See ya, Sandy O’