Ten years ago I injured my back; since then I've tried to be more conscious of what I do and more careful in how I do it. Tuesday I was doing something totally innnocuous when it 'went,' but Rick reminded me that earlier that day, against his counsel, I had lifted a heavy can of feed that came with our new chicks into the trunk of my car....
Anyway, life goes on. September lambs, anyone?
Speaking of wethers, it looks like Cadbury will not become one in the foreseeable future. I am waiting for a deposit from someone who wants him for a fine-fleeced flock sire; he'll be happy to have more ladies than he's gotten here.
My textiles students were quick studies yesterday. All of them were spinning by the end of class, albeit some of them were spinning rope. But that's okay! I realized last year that their weavings go much faster with fat yarn! Here is a photo of the roving I dyed before class:
|Grape and Cherry Kool-Aid|
Here is what we dyed during class:
|Lemonade and something blue...|
Time to card up another batt!
That's it for now from . . .