A couple posts ago, Becky commented on Jackson's eyes and wondered what color they are. They match his tan markings, so I guess they are tan! There is probably a more accurate term in "Australian Shepherdese" but I don't know what it is.
I'm still making good progress through Kathy's sampler pack of fiber. I finished the organic white Icelandic lamb, and then the gorgeous grey Gotland, which reminded me a lot of Bill Withers' mohair that Lauren sent me. I have since started the white Navajo-Churro shown in the baggy in the second photo. Who knew you could spin horse hair? That is really what this Navajo-Churro is like!
Today a purple crocus joined the white and yellow ones in my front flower bed. As much as Jackson has tromped through and dug up these poor bulbs, it's amazing to me that there are any blooms at all!Tonight Rick and I had a rare date. For Christmas I had given him tickets to see Gaelic Storm, the Irish band made famous by their appearance in the movie Titanic, at the Historic Elsinore Theater in Salem. My friend Pam agreed to babysit, and Rick's schedule book was blocked off at the end of the day. It has been relatively slow in the horse vet business lately, so we were looking forward to dinner and an entertaining evening out. But before Rick could get home to pick me up, three emergencies called in. He dashed out to take care of one of the horses, dealt with the second on the phone, and referred the last case to another clinic. So much for a leisurely dinner; we wolfed down a quick supper at Panda Express and made it to our seats in time for a great show. We were tapping our toes and enjoying the energy, when the case he had been dealing with by telephone paged him again. He stepped out and told the owner he was out of the area, and suggested she call another vet. By intermission he was paged again; both of the other area vets on call were out on emergencies, and the owner was desperate. The horse was in bad shape. What else could Rick do?
That's right; we left. He hasn't had three nighttime emergencies in three weeks, but the one night we have something planned, he gets three in one night. Such is the life of a large-animal vet.That's it for now from . . .
5 comments:
I'm sorry you didn't get to stay for the whole time. :( But how in the world did you ever get Jackson to pose like that???
We once had a dog that was part Australian sheep dog, and he had one brown eye and one blue one. Great pet.
Michelle, it does still sound like it was a really nice evening. And thanks for posting the great photos of Jackson, your beautiful spinning and of course your blooming flowers. Do you produce a worsted weight yarn or is it heavier? You've inspired me to get the wheel out!
Karen, I have no idea what I produce! I've never taken spinning lessons and just make yarn. Sometimes I try for finer yarn and sometimes I try for bulkier yarn, but mostly I'd say I'm somewhere in the middle, leaning towards finer.
You sound like me Michelle, I have no idea what I make, besides yarn. Worsted, woolen, whatever, its yarn lol
I figured his eyes were light colored, they are beautiful!
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