I'm blaming my lack of progress on Mother Nature. She can't seem to get her act together this year, and it's creating a phenomenally large amount of work for me. Phenomenally large.
The garden is threatening to just flat out die on me. What the heck?! May was a drought. Hot, dry, ground cracked like we hadn't had water in 7 years. Then 2 weeks of reasonable weather with rain. Then, out of the blue, we get 3 weeks of no rain and 100 degree F. temperatures?! I've run the well dry nearly every day trying to keep the broccoli, tomatoes, corn, potatoes, and garlic from burning up. I think the corn, potatoes, and the garlic are going to lose the fight. Even those 1/2 dollar-sized blackberries are beginning to get scorch marks. On top of that, we have the lambs. I have always wanted lambs. It's a quaint bit of whimsy until you have them.
|(Puck--front--& Pippi at 1 week)|
|Bonnie--back--& Clyde at 3 days old|
And while we are on the subject of yarn and spinning wheels, I had a request from a friend to post some pictures of my two spinning wheels, so here they are:
|circa 1810 flax wheel|
|Single Ply Silk/Wool Handspun|