It is snowing in Southern Arizona! It won’t stay long, I had to run out early to get these pictures. This is our neighbor’s front yard.Here’s Frosty, the snow car.The “pile of snow” is in our back yard.We didn’t decorate much this year. But I did find some snowmen to hang on the front door. And a reindeer made the milk can rather festive. I will probably get some remarks from my sister, Terry. She puts out over 65 Christmas blow molds at her house.Here’s wishing the merriest, joyful and peaceful holiday season!
For some reason my Schacht rigid heddle loom has been calling my name. And I answered. Part of the weaving had to do with several tubs of yarn, both hand spun and ready made, taking up room in my studio space. All of the projects started with the intention of weaving fabric to make into vests, but after taking them off the loom, I am going to use them as shawls. This one is made from various mystery yarns that I picked up from the Yarn Babes donations.This one is all my hand spun yarn, mostly alpaca, with a couple of wool and wool blends. I didn’t follow any particular pattern, just played with the textures and colors. It is hard to pick my favorite, but I am partial to the browns.My next one is woven with my hand spun baby alpaca from Black Watch Alpacas in Kentucky. I wanted to highlight the softness of the yarn, so I used a simple weaving pattern at each end and plain weave in the body.By the way, I devised a way to hold the end of the shawl while twisting the fringes. I used two pick up sticks and two Sears clamps to clamp the shawl to the cross bar on the loom. After all that white, it was time for some color. This was leftover yarn from several knitting and weaving projects. Not all weaving was done on the rigid heddle loom. I finished some mug rugs on the Hokett loom.These are coasters woven on an old Rug Weave-it loom from the 1930’s, a gift from the Head Yarn Babe, Nancy. I glued them to cork backings. They make neat gifts. Whew!
Sandy O’ at My Yellow Swing
I am a day behind, but here goes….
Happy Birthday, Daniel. It is hard to believe that ??? number of years have past since my nephew, Daniel, was born. He is my sister Terry and her husband Bill’s first child. And also the first grandchild of my parents and my first nephew. Actually, one of only two nephews, so no wonder I am such a proud aunt. So, Daniel, be prepared for some embarrassing photos!
This is Daniel being held by his Great Grandmother Hoddy on his first Christmas. (These are old photos that I scanned, so apologies for the poor quality.)
Daniel was a happy baby! He was one year old here with his Aunt Sandy! (Don’tcha love my pouffy hair!)
He spent a lot of time on Grandpa’s tractor.
Daniel came out to visit me and Pat in 2004. We toured all the “Hot Spots” in Southern Arizona!And I am super proud to say he has grown into a fine young man!See ya!
Aunt Sandy at My Yellow Swing
Another busy month passed, and November is going strong. Yesterday, Pat and I celebrated our 29th wedding anniversary. Wow! Twenty nine years ago, we did this…And yesterday, we did this….We spent the day in Bisbee, AZ, checking out the antique shops and visiting our friend, Ken Wallace, owner of the Bisbee Bicycle Brothel. It’s as much a vintage bicycle museum as it is a working bicycle shop. There are posters, pictures, and all kinds of bicycle memorabilia. If you love vintage lugged steel frames, this is the place to go.
Another then and now, my niece, Kaylee, is celebrating her birthday today! I don’t have a baby picture, but here is an early one (one of my favorites!).And now… Happy Birthday!And my latest weaving now…It is a cowl that has the ends woven together. I can see it becoming an addiction.
So, happy election day. I am going to hide away in my studio and weave.
It been a rough week, the weather in Southern Arizona has been wet, windy and unpredictable. And my little dog, Duffy, had some health issues that has kept us up several worrisome nights. He is better, but dealing with a sick dog has got to be the most helpless feeling a pet owner can have. Oh well, we do the best we can.
My knitting has taken a back seat to my weaving projects. I bought (another) Hokett loom kit, this one is the intermediate size 9″ x 10″ and comes with a small beater, shed stick, the cutest little stick shuttle and a long wooden needle. I want to use it for small tapestry weavings.I finished a couple of mug rugs on the small Hokett loom. They make the best gifts. Actually the large mug rug on the right is off my Schacht tapestry loom. I was trying out some Navajo Churro yarn bought at our local farmers market. I normally knit my hand spun baby alpaca yarn but decided to weave some of it into a scarf. I used my Schacht Flip rigid heddle loom and tried the Brooks Bouquet weaving pattern. I still need to block it, but I like the way it looks.My latest lesson in weaving was the mobius scarf. You leave about 20 inches of warp at the beginning, weave the body of the scarf and then unwind the woven part, take the 20 inches from the beginning off the front beam and weave it into the last part of the scarf. In weavers terms, the warp becomes the weft. It sounds complicated, but you can find several YouTube videos that show the procedure. Here’s mine. I used varigated yarn for the experimental piece. I need to take my time on the last part of the weave, but I can see lots of yarn and color possibilities.
Here’s hoping for a better week, a healthy dog and a safe trip to Kentucky to see my family. Pat is staying with Duffy so I won’t worry…….too much!
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.