Believe it or not, I have been busy, and I just haven’t made time to sit here at the computer and write about my weaving, knitting, spinning, and other stuff.
I made the big decision to sell my large Navajo loom and replaced it with a Dove Student Navajo loom. It’s more portable and I am more inclined to weave smaller projects.I found a really neat project bag pattern. Duffy keeps an eye on me. He commandeers the Ikea chair when the sun hits it.So, no worries. There will be more up to date stuff at My Yellow Swing. I promise!
Yes, I know it has been a long while since my last post. So I will get this up to date. After our trip to Albuquerque, I visited my family in Kentucky. I was there for 10 days, and I should have a ton of photos. I always think there’s plenty of time to get the camera out, but before you know it, the trip is over. Here are the “Girls”. This was our dinner out the day before I left (the only picture I took.)Back home, it is time for “Tour de Fleece”, a nod to the Tour de France cycling race, but with spinning wheels instead of bicycle wheels. I carded hand dyed indigo wool with white to spin. It will be used for rug weaving.A scarf came off the rigid heddle loom. The yarn was from the stash of a departed Yarn Babe, Kathy. At our next knitting retreat, I will put it in the Door Prize collection for a lucky Yarn Babe to take home.And it has not been all weaving. I have this urge to knit really silly hats. My sister, Terry, the beekeeper, will be the getting these for National Honey Bee Day, August 19. Happy Bee-Day! Watch out, Kay. You are next.And for you dog lovers, here’s your “Duffy Fix”. See ya, Sandy at My Yellow Swing
Last week, Pat and I loaded up the truck with his bike and my weaving and we made a road trip to Albuquerque, NM. Pat has a long time blog friend, Patrick O’Grady, who writes an interesting, entertaining, and extremely thought provoking blog called Mad Dog Media. He also writes bicycle reviews and columns, and draws cartoons, for several bicycle magazines. Long story short, Pat and Patrick (yes, it did get confusing at times) planned a bike ride along the Rio Grande River bike path called Paseo del Bosque. The weather almost cancelled their ride, but the sun finally shined upon them and they had a great ride. They rode thirty two miles of dedicated muti-use path, which also happens to pass by the Biopark. I’m taking my bike next time we go.The next day we took a trip to the Albuquerque Biopark which has an aquarium, botanical gardens and zoo. I LOVE aquariums and even though this one is small, it had some very nice tank displays, and I especially liked the one where you walk through a tunnel in the large salt water tank.I didn’t get any pictures of the Botanical Gardens, but Pat took several of the zoo. Here’s one special picture for my niece, Liz.
After our day at the Biopark, we had dinner with Patrick and his brighter half, Shannon. We went to El Bruno’s Mexican restaurant and had a great dinner with pleasant company. We got so busy eating and talking we forgot about taking a picture. Maybe next time.
Duffy did a sleep over at a bed and biscuit kennel while we were away. He always comes home a little clingy.And to finish up this post, Happy Mothers Day to my mom, my sisters and all mothers everywhere. See ya,
I was in Kentucky last week celebrating several family events. We had a delayed family Christmas. No pictures, but I did get a photo of another happy event. We had a “Girls Night Out” to celebrate Kay’s birthday (which is today! Happy Birthday, Kay!) while I was there. We were mothers and daughters! Mom is sitting, and standing from left to right, Liz, Kay, Kaylee, Sandy and Terry. Happy Birthday, Kay!
Another happy part was a visit to Black Watch Alpaca Farm in Harrodsburg, Ky. Who could not be happy surrounded by beautiful yarn and Deb’s always smiling face. The sad part was a ceremony honoring my father. He was inducted posthumously into the Kentucky Cattlemen Hall of Fame. We were so proud of his recognition and so proud of my mother receiving the award. Yes, we had to do the “Wise Monkeys”. Mom doesn’t like it, but she loves us and puts up with it. Hers was not the only strange looks we got.
So, I am back home and ready to weave.