Wednesday, April 25, 2007


"You can fool too many of the people too much of the time."- James Thurber

I will not apologize for being an inconsistent poster. Anyone who knows me at all knows that I have these hermit times; I'm nearing the end of the latest uncommunicative spell. To quote of of my favorite people - "So it goes."

Yesterday I was so hot, uncomfortable and miserable that I closed up the house and turned on the air conditioner. In April. Today I can smell again! So, this morning I cleaned out the bunnies litter pans.

We have a new member of the herd, a rescue I guess you could call him. His mom moved into an apartment and didn't have the room for poor little Bunicula anymore. Nick for short. He's a sweet heart, a house bunny. I gave him a shearing first thing - I think he's a happy boy for it. Quentin is improving from the wry neck. He's eating and drinking and pooping like a healthier rabbit. I'm trying to get all the older babies clipt, plus there are a few older ones that are getting shaggy, too. The fun never ceases.

I wanted to say a few words about Wooly Knob Fiber Mill in LaOtto, Indiana. Last October, I gave them equal parts of angora, alpaca and merino (all white) to process into roving. I got it from them at Greencastle and it is absolutely wonderful! The fibers have not been over-processesed (read: lifeless) and their fee is way reasonable. The fibers are not broken or damaged and it spins perfectly. My only problem is that it took Six Months to get my fiber back and that is not a rapid turn-around by any stretch of the imagination. They invite their customers to bring their fiber straight to the mill where they'll process it while you watch/help. That is a real option since Oldest and Next Oldest Brothers live like, fifteen minutes away.

So anyway, what I want to do with the roving is attempt to dye it as roving. Wish me luck. And the Leftover socks are one heel away from being complete!

(Sort of related: I once invented a word for foods that have been snuck from the table of others - klept-overs.)


Valerie said...

Nice to see you back. V. glad to hear Quentin is on the mend. And "klept-overs" cracks me up!!!

nancyneverswept said...

I once heard that a gentleman is one who takes his weight on his elbows. Apropos of your quote, of course.


Or his knees.