to market, to market…

Yup. The Brattleboro Farmer’s Market today, Saturday, from 9am-2pm…looks like we’ll have some NOT RAINY weather! Whoot!

It’s not as if there hasn’t been any decent consequence of all this rain, despite my previous post’s pathetic dose of Serious Whining and Complaining. We have lush greenery. The geese have little swampy ponds to muck around in. Speaking of the geese…is it wrong to pick a favorite?

I can’t help it…look at this guy (or gal…I don’t know yet):

He’s the One-of-These-Geese-is-Not-Like-the-Others sort of goose of the gaggle. He might come towards me for a few seconds before he realizes everyone else is making a beeline in the other direction. He’s curious and goofy, and really…don’t you just want to noozle his little muddy belly?

The chicks are feathering out and, thanks to The Boy, they will be the first cuddly chickens we’ve ever had. Usually, we just don’t have time to get them used to being held and generally encouraging friendliness, but O spends hours and hours with them in the shed every day, picking up each and every one, giving them names like Black Hawk and Eagle. I imagine sitting out on the deck with my spinning wheel, a chicken beside me, eating up all the summer mosquitos before they can bite me.

And, since this has become a Homestead post, here is something that might happen while I’m away at market today…

Lastly, as I’m headed out the door, some newbies up in the shop:

The links will be active and the shop will be open again after market today.



No Market for me today…the hardly-any-sleep schedule I have been maintaining for the last few weeks has landed me in bed with a sinus infection. Bah. My head throbs looking at this screen, but there is only so much sleeping and feeling sorry for myself that I can do…it was time to at least say hello.


Anyway, there is just something so wrong about being sick in the summertime…although, later today we are to have thunderstorms galore, so  I suppose I will have even more reason to stay indoors and take care of myself with copious amounts of tea. A little easy knitting, perhaps. I should stop right there, as I see where this is going…a little knitting…oh, maybe I can handle a little spinning…and oh, there’s that next batch of felting all set up and waiting for me…until I find myself exhausted and feeling worse because the urge to create outweighs the natural instinct to protect the self.

So. Knitting and no more.

Highlights from the past week or so of life and craftiness:

Berry-picking is the grandest, most wonderful thing about summertime, in my opinion. Well, that, and the utter lack of snow.
9 pints of organic blueberries became one pint dried, two quarts frozen and seven jars of blueberry/peach jam. Going for round two this Wednesday, because I WILL be feeling better.

When I wasn’t jamming, I was wooling:

The heart on the cobweb felt in the upper left photo was purely accidental, but totally perfect.
The yarn on the upper right is to celebrate Jacey’s soon-to-be-released art yarn instructional DVD I had the pleasure of participating in earlier this year. It’s my fave technique, so much fun to spin and the resulting yarn just makes me giggle at its cuteness.

More herbs. More tea. Must close eyes for a while.