Maya Angelou says when someone shows you who they are believe them!!!
I have found this a good thing to remember in my life.
Having said that I was inspired to write a short entry today after reading Thrums,only because she used the word Moth in her title. Thrums was referring to silk worms. I however was reminded of what happen to me a couple of weeks ago. I was at my Tai Chi class and I asked this Japanese lady who is the sweetest liveliest little women in the class if she had any old chopsticks hanging around her kitchen. Then began the longest and funnest conversation. Every Chinese and Japanese lady in the class got involved. I finally explained to them I wanted to make a hand spindle out of a chopstick and a bead. Only because I had seen one on Sara Lambs blog.
After the conversation ended this elderly chap comes up to me and said if you are a spinner I have a barn full of wool are you interested.??
OK I am an English lady born and raised in the city of London. I have never been up close and personal with with anything other than a dog or a cat. Since I have moved here I have met a some delightful people who have told me they have sheep, llamas, goats. living quite happily in their backyards.I'm quite fascinated by all of this but truly don't relate at all. Fortunately for me I have been schooled very carefully by other spinners how to responded to some one who says they have a barn full of wool they want to give away. "Is it clean??? ""of course!" "well perhaps you could bring a sample and show me". Two weeks later my husband brings home a shopping bag that was tied very tightly he informed me it was the wool that had been promised. I rather nervously open the bag and peered inside. Tied it up very tightly again and threw it into my freezer. Then I phoned my friend who came and looked at this frozen wool. She said those little dead bodies and husks are MOTHS!!!!
My fiber stash is all neatly cataloged and sealed into zip lock bags and then sealed inside a plastic container.
About Me

- Silky
- I am a fibreaholic from way back when. For over 20 years I worked creating one of a kind vestments. Cutting and sewing very expensive silk yardage. When I retired and received a spinning wheel from my husband the first fibre I choose to spin was silk. Pursuing my love for silk. Causing one of my very sweet girl friends to remark. You seem to be going backward down the silk road. Not content with the wheel I now have a love affair with the hand spindle too. Its so easy to sit and spin next to my husband whilst he watches TV or does crossword puzzles. So I do indeed appear as I get older to begoing backward in many regards.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Mirror Mirror On The Wall
I had to really think how to take a photo of the mirror with out taking my self as well. My husband bless his heart took the mirror off the wall in our back entrance. then we propped it up in my small weaving room so I could check the shed whilst weaving this double weave. I actually managed to take a better picture of it this time around. I have to fess up and say I haven't woven on it in a week. I did however go back to the small loom and do a bit more to my silk scarf. However my mood has been to spin . I finished spinning my Tussah silk then went and dug into my stash and pulled out this bombyx silk that was called sea shells very pretty. I must have had this silk in my stash for at least 6 years. I know when I go it I was a bit hesitant to spin it for fear of making the colours look muddy. But they don't. So I phoned Treenway and asked if they had anymore. I felt very lucky to get the last 2 packages. And I have actually decided to knit myself a sweater incorporating quite a bit of my spun silk.
Can anybody who might happen to read my blog explain to my in basic terms how to get the printing in between my photos.
OK just a little story . this morning at Mass the visiting Priest got up and called all the little children to the front. We have this program where the children go down stairs and are read a bible story and they can colour and do other little projects. Saves them from a bit of boredom and squirming around in the pew. Two tiny boys go running up so Father offers them the bible that they are supposed to carry down stairs. So this tiny boy pipes up "no thanks "Father" I have my own book "See!!! the Priest looked completely flummoxed. Until an even smaller little girls comes charging up grabs the book and takes off. Very funny.
Well I'm going to post this and explore the options on this blog to see if I can figure out a better way of writing this
Can anybody who might happen to read my blog explain to my in basic terms how to get the printing in between my photos.
OK just a little story . this morning at Mass the visiting Priest got up and called all the little children to the front. We have this program where the children go down stairs and are read a bible story and they can colour and do other little projects. Saves them from a bit of boredom and squirming around in the pew. Two tiny boys go running up so Father offers them the bible that they are supposed to carry down stairs. So this tiny boy pipes up "no thanks "Father" I have my own book "See!!! the Priest looked completely flummoxed. Until an even smaller little girls comes charging up grabs the book and takes off. Very funny.
Well I'm going to post this and explore the options on this blog to see if I can figure out a better way of writing this
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Moth balls
Well the time has flown by since my last post. Lots has happened . The last thing on Friday my husband had a incident ,that is how the young Dr Alan described it. The upshot of that was my Husband spent the day under observation in the Hospital. I won't go into all the details but we were told to call the ambulance right away next time. When they were releasing him to go home I said"" so basically we go home and" "Wait For God". The Doctor smiled and said more or less.
After a day of eating hospital food which is all wrong for a person with Diabetes type 11. I decide to put on a pot of very hearty fresh vegetable and black bean soup. His Nibs one time had listened to the radio and then informed me we should be eating Cumin. Not knowing what Cumin was :) the people in India don't suffer from Alzheimer's because they put Cumin in the food. "You should buy some" Every time we eat beans I have been putting a pinch of cumin into them. OK you are way ahead, I decided to put in a whole teaspoonful into the soup. I'm umummum!!!!!! this taste really good.
Supper time rolls around and we sit down for our meatless meal, hot homemade scones and soup. His Nibs is half way through his meal, when he turns looks at me and say' "what is the Moth Ball taste in this soup". Cumin "OH OK" I'm cleaning up the dishes ,"well you finished " "Yes but only because I told you Cumin was good for us" "I had no idea it tasted like Moth Balls" this is you regular old English man born before World War Two . We just looked at another and laughed. Today for lunch we are eating the remainder of the soup I have added some curry powder after another discussion. It has completely obliterated the Moth Ball taste.
I won't even go into the fact that I've got him going to my Tai Chi classes with me. That is a total hoot. I'm just not ready to Moth Ball this old man yet.
On the weaving and spinning front. I am weaving a double weave very slowly. It's overshot woven as double weave. I haven't taken any photo's of it thus far. I have been Hand Spindling and this is my Alpaca and silk and some Cashmere and silk. I'm very slightly obsessed with the drop spindle. It take some of the wrinkles out of my life, in other words its very soothing to spin. I'm also back spinning silk on my wheel. Well I did find a picture of the beginning of my double weave not very good but it gives you an idea. It took me over a week to thread that up. First of all I had to figure out the draft which was only half . The overshot part, then I had to put in the double weave part. Meaning every time I threaded a 1 I then had to thread a 3 and so on and so forth. The biggest stumbling block for me was forgetting about the light threads go on the even heddles, and the dark threads go on the odd treadles. Weaving Overshot as double weave doesn't work like that. I'm happy that I stuck with it and didn't just give up. Because I'm happy with the colours that haven't shown up very well here and the weaving of it it self.
Well it's now time for lunch. Tonight I plan to watch "Celebrity Apprentice".I get a kick out of that show and the Amazing Race. :0
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