Way too much of this.....
Followed by this......
Means we have done blessed little of this (two sessions - about 800 bales so far).......
I did some dyeing to finish up a colorway I'm out of - Twilight Time. This is the spruce component.
My friend Julie and I went to visit Thecrazysheeplady of Punkin's Patch in Kentucky and had a marvelous time. We came through torrential rain as we neared the farm and so an escort met us at a corner. Yes, that's a lamb. She loves to ride in the car. Being an escort was likely her idea. ;-)
"C'mon, follow us! You're almost there!"
Saturday night we went to a friend's house for dinner on the deck and Liddy the lamb went too, sitting politely next to me on the back seat.
The property is located just above a quarry - a rock quarry, that is - so there are lots of building materials lying about.
Liddy was interested in the heavy machinery. Headed to a trade school when she grows up, I bet.
"Yes, much more efficient than shovels and wheelbarrows!"
"Aw, mom, I could totally have driven that. The boys at home told me how."
Sunday we went to church, which is about the best church I've been in since they allow dogs (and lambs on occasion). Miss Tilly and Kate went along, sharing the back seat with me. Kate was eventually IN my lap being hugged which was fine by both of us. :-)
All the rest of Sunday we dyed wool which was a first for Thecrazysheeplady but she handled it very well and got some great results. It was huge fun and I was sad when the weekend ended too soon, as wonderful weekends tend to do.
On the way home we transported a young English Setter named Jed back to our area where the new owner picked him up. It was a serendipitous series of associations and timing and worked well for everyone in the end.
"Crated in the back seat with AC, a blanket and cookies after every rest stop - a dog could get used to this."
And I managed to get a whole lot done on a scarf I've been knitting.
The little kitten I rescued in June, now named Popeye, is doing much better and has a new bed thanks to Thecrazysheeplady's cat Betsy not wanting it. Thanks, Betsy!
And after an evening of playing a lap is good too.