just like clockwork—it’s the beginning of march; must be time for the bulbs to sprout. i’ve been checking obsessively for signs of life from the crocus and daffodil beds and today, my vigilance was rewarded.
ditto for whatever these are—maybe the grape hyacinth?
now truth be told, i think they have been sprouting for a while, but the tops were burnt and curled back, so i wasn’t sure if they were a holdover from last year or not. however today, i saw a fresh, new sprout.
next thing you know, the hostas will be stirring awake . . .
i have very little knitting progress to show you—i’ve been writing up patterns and continuing to hack away at paperwork. but my yarn was dry and ready to be photographed this morning so i have some spinning prøn for you
my little skein of 2-ply—just look at the gleam in its eyes . . . clean, white wool is so pretty isn’t it?
while coopworth isn’t terribly soft, it’s quite soft for a longwool; the real attraction though, is its lustre—you can’t buy beautiful sheen, it must be bred and fed in the animal.
and here’s the 3-ply
now i have to decide whether to dye it or not—i sorta want to try some of the things we learned from lilith about layering the color on this wool; i think it’s a great vehicle for making a glowy undercolor pop . . .
i do have one project that has seen some progress
i’m juuust about done with my mink hat. i really, really wanted to finish it up last night but
i was literally falling asleep at the wheel and that wasn’t working out too well—i had to stop. but tonight for sure—i think i have just three or four rounds left to go.
the other day i was craving beets and asked david to pick some up when he went shopping. they are not nearly as good as the ones we grow in our own yard, but lacking those, i tried something new. i roasted them covered, with oil, garlic, and rosemary, then removed the cover and added orange juice, orange zest, and clementine wedges for the last half hour. for the most part, i like the results, but i wouldn’t add the clementines again—they turned a little bitter with the roasting (not what i expected). i probably shouyld have peeled them, but i’m not going to try again. not unpalatable; just not my fave.
i have a bunch more yarn to show you some day soon—the box containing the periwinkle sheep arrived from turmpet hill and i took photos of everything. i think i’ll save it for next time though; it’s a gorgeous day and i really should take advantage by getting outdoors.
this is me, going for a walk now . . .