I just realized that I have not written anything on this blog in over a month and getting close to two months! I am embarrassed and disappointed in myself. Now to start making excuses:
1. I am taking an online course on Coursera called "Plagues, Witches, and Wars: The Worlds of Historical Fiction." If you haven't checked out the courses available on this site, do it! They offer some fabulous classes and best of all . . . they are FREE! As long as you pass the class, you do get a certificate of completion. The one that I am taking involves lectures, TONS of reading, quizzes, and a paper. So far, I am absolutely loving it, but it is taking up quite a bit of time.
2. I have two craft shows coming up where I will be selling my handspun yarn, so I have been busy doing a LOT of spinning.
3. I have been furiously knitting on a shawl made from my handspun, so that I will have it to wear at the upcoming shows.
4. I have been learning to crochet!
5. I have dyed a bunch of my handspun yarns for the aforementioned craft shows.
6. I have been washing two fleeces getting them ready to send to the carding mill to be processed into roving. I finally got them in the mail about a week ago.
7. I have been having a few health issues that have sidelined me also, but hopefully, those are going to continue improving.
8. I have several ideas for some upcoming blog posts, but they are going to be difficult ones for me to write about from an emotional standpoint. However, I really do want to share them. Stay tuned!
Tuesday, November 19, 2013
Sunday, September 29, 2013
Shenandoah Valley Fiber Festival 2013
I wanted to arrive at the festival before it actually opened so that I could get a good parking spot and be ready to pounce on the fleece sale! Last year, I arrived early, looked at the fleeces and decided to walk around and come back to the fleece sale. Right. Well, I came back about an hour later and all of the fleeces that I loved were GONE.
So, I left home around 6:20 AM. I was already passing by Raphine, Virginia on I-81 when the sun started putting on a show above the Blue Ridge Mountains.
I love driving through the Shenandoah Valley because it is such a beautiful area. I was almost looking forward to the scenery as much as I was the fiber festival. Well. Almost! Unfortunately, just south of Harrisonburg, I stopped as a rest area and when I pulled out, the FOG DESCENDED! I'm not talking about just a little fog, I'm talking pea soup fog where about the only thing that you can see is the lane lines just in front of your car. Forget about seeing any scenery! I'm not really fond of driving on I-81 at any time, but in thick fog is a particular nightmare. The traffic doesn't slow down below 70 for such a minor thing as being so foggy you can't see anything. Pfft! Slowing down is for sissies. Thank goodness about the time that I got to Woodstock, the fog was lifting. A good 40 miles in thick fog and fast traffic is not fun.
I arrived in Berryville about 9:20 AM and there were already quite a few cars there. I went ahead and entered and headed straight for the building with the fleece sale! There were a few people looking at the fleeces, but it was quite easy to examine the offerings. I had decided that I really needed a black alpaca fleece. I have it in my head that it is probably going to be the warp for a weaving project that I have in mind. There were about five true black alpaca fleeces. After debating back and forth between two, I finally decided on this one:
Then, I started looking at sheep fleeces. I always lose my way when looking at all of the gorgeous wool fleeces! So many breeds and so much to think about! I finally decided on this one gorgeous soft gray fleece that had been covered. Not ONE speck of vegetable matter!
Then, I stopped at one of my favorite fiber vendors, River's Edge Fiber Arts. After drooling over some of the most gorgeous blends and beautiful vibrant colors, I decided that I just had to have this:
Okay. Time for a trip to the car. Well, maybe I will just walk through this building on my way out since I know that another of my favorite vendors is located inside! Wild Hare Fiber Studio
A couple of weeks ago, Melissa, the owner of Wild Hare posted some photos of a new fiber blend that she is selling and I immediately fell in love with it and KNEW that I must have some! It was available in 6 different colors and I was having a horrible time trying to make up my mind, but this is what I ended up with:
Okay. Unloaded at the car! Back inside to go to the FIVE other areas where there were vendors and also to check out the animals.
Some other purchases that I made:
Of course, there were other great highlights of this event: The yummy pulled pork barbeque sandwichs, the fabulous Dutch Oven Cobblers fresh baked by the Boy Scouts, and meeting so many wonderful fiber folks!
If you are into fiber, this is a great festival! For more information about the Shenandoah Valley Fiber Festival, click HERE.
So, I left home around 6:20 AM. I was already passing by Raphine, Virginia on I-81 when the sun started putting on a show above the Blue Ridge Mountains.
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| The sun arrives! |
I love driving through the Shenandoah Valley because it is such a beautiful area. I was almost looking forward to the scenery as much as I was the fiber festival. Well. Almost! Unfortunately, just south of Harrisonburg, I stopped as a rest area and when I pulled out, the FOG DESCENDED! I'm not talking about just a little fog, I'm talking pea soup fog where about the only thing that you can see is the lane lines just in front of your car. Forget about seeing any scenery! I'm not really fond of driving on I-81 at any time, but in thick fog is a particular nightmare. The traffic doesn't slow down below 70 for such a minor thing as being so foggy you can't see anything. Pfft! Slowing down is for sissies. Thank goodness about the time that I got to Woodstock, the fog was lifting. A good 40 miles in thick fog and fast traffic is not fun.
I arrived in Berryville about 9:20 AM and there were already quite a few cars there. I went ahead and entered and headed straight for the building with the fleece sale! There were a few people looking at the fleeces, but it was quite easy to examine the offerings. I had decided that I really needed a black alpaca fleece. I have it in my head that it is probably going to be the warp for a weaving project that I have in mind. There were about five true black alpaca fleeces. After debating back and forth between two, I finally decided on this one:
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| It really is black, but my camera wants to make it look gray! Huacaya Alpaca Fleece 1.4 lbs True black, medium hand, nice staple length. 1.4 pounds Dark Star Alpacas Berryville, Virginia |
Then, I started looking at sheep fleeces. I always lose my way when looking at all of the gorgeous wool fleeces! So many breeds and so much to think about! I finally decided on this one gorgeous soft gray fleece that had been covered. Not ONE speck of vegetable matter!
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| Romney/Corriedale Cross The sheep's name is "Truffle" Dell Acres Farm, LLC Edinburg,Virginia |
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| Nice, lovely, long locks. Very soft, no VM. 4 pounds, 12 ounces I'm in LOVE! Beautiful color as is or over dyed for a gorgeous heathered yarn! |
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| "Petosky Stone" River's Edge Fiber Arts 50% Natural "Brown" Bluefaced Leicester and 50% Seacell fiber from Seaweed (the honey colors in the blend) I wish that you could sink your fingers into this delightful blend! |
Okay. Time for a trip to the car. Well, maybe I will just walk through this building on my way out since I know that another of my favorite vendors is located inside! Wild Hare Fiber Studio
A couple of weeks ago, Melissa, the owner of Wild Hare posted some photos of a new fiber blend that she is selling and I immediately fell in love with it and KNEW that I must have some! It was available in 6 different colors and I was having a horrible time trying to make up my mind, but this is what I ended up with:
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| Wild Hare Fiber Studio 60% wool/40% flax Blue and silvery white 8 ounces total |
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| Wild Hare Fiber Studio 60% wool/40% flax Okay. So I was too lazy to take this one out of the bag, but aren't the colors GORGEOUS?! The colors make me think of fall. 4 ounces |
Okay. Unloaded at the car! Back inside to go to the FIVE other areas where there were vendors and also to check out the animals.
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| "Buttercup" was such a sweetheart! She didn't want me to stop petting and loving on her! |
Some other purchases that I made:
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| Greenstone Farms 75% mohair/ 25% Merino This fiber blend is SO incredibly soft! Natural colors 1 pound I wish that I had gotten another pound! |
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| Gurdy Run Mill I bought a pound of this gorgeous blend at the festival last year. I decided that I wanted another pound! "Arctic Waters" 60% wool/25% alapaa/15% silk |
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| I FINALLY bought a combo diz/wpi gauge, a really cool camel bone shawl pin and just some really cool buttons! |
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| I just HAD to have these sticker! |
If you are into fiber, this is a great festival! For more information about the Shenandoah Valley Fiber Festival, click HERE.
Monday, September 9, 2013
Plant I.D.
Do you recognize this plant?
I have seen it growing alongside the
Blue Ridge Parkway between Roanoke and Floyd, Virginia.
It is also growing on the bank behind my home in Roanoke along the edge of the woods.
I'm thinking that it might be in the same family as Madder (Rubia tinctorum) which immediately makes me wonder if this would be a good dye plant!
UPDATE: Well. I still don't know if it would be a good dye plant or not, but I have been told that this is Sericea lespedeza.
It is considered to be a noxious weed in many states.
Thursday, August 15, 2013
Photos of the Week
While driving around this weekend, I happen to go by a vacant lot that was covered in blooming teasel and there were HUNDREDS of butterflies! I rushed home, grabbed my camera, and hurried back to take some photos of these beautiful creatures.
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
Cornbread
When I was growing up, we had cornbread almost every night for supper and it was one of the first things that I learned to cook. Grandma Burnette had a stool in her kitchen that had two steps on the front of it and I would stand on that so that I could reach the counter to stir the cornbread after she put all of the ingredients into the bowl. As I got a bit older, she taught me to mix the ingredients myself.
One of our favorite ways to eat the cornbread was in milk & cornbread. My parents and grandparents would just crumble the bread into the milk and eat it with a spoon. I never really like it much like that, so I would dig the inside of the cornbread out, eat that, and then dip the crust into the milk. I LOVED that!!!
When I went to elementary school, one of the lunches that we would be served consisted of pinto beans (nowhere near as good as what we fixed at home), stewed tomatoes (nasty no matter where they are cooked), and cornbread. The cornbread at school was just gross. It was made of yellow cornmeal and had a hint of sweetness to it. (Cornbread isn't supposed to be yellow or sweet!) I hated it! When they served that particular lunch at school, I was so sad because I would not eat any of it. Back then, the lunch menu was not posted in advance, so it was always a surprise! In fact, it was this lunch that finally convinced me that I just needed to pack a lunch each day, which I continued to do through high school.
Our cornbread just had four ingredients plus water:
1. About 1/2 bowlful of Tenda-Bake WHITE Cornmeal (Yellow cornmeal is only suitable for animal food . . . or that was the belief in my family and I have since learned that, in general, white cornmeal is traditionally a Southern thing while yellow cornmeal is a Northern thing.)
2. A couple heaping tablespoons of Southern Biscuit Self-Rising Flour
3. A splash of whole milk
4. Enough water to make it the right texture
While mixing these ingredients together, there would be a cast iron frying pan in the oven with a couple pieces of streaky meat frying. If we happened to be out of streaky meat, we would use a spoonful of bacon grease. We had one particular frying pan that was used for nothing but cornbread. Once the cornbread was mixed up, we would take the pan out of the oven, remove the streaky meat, leaving the grease in the pan. Then we would tilt the pan this way and that to make sure that the grease coated the inside of the pan well and then poured the remaining hot grease into the batter, stirring it in really quickly. Then, we poured the batter into the frying pan and baked it until done at around 450F.
Once the cornbread was done, we would turn it out on a plate and break off pieces to eat or to make milk & cornbread. We NEVER cut cornbread, because that would bring bad luck! We always just broke off a piece with our hands.
Now, I am wanting some cornbread!
Oh yeah, and some of that streaky meat with the hard and chewy rind!
Copyright 2013--All Rights Reserved--The Wheel & Distaff by Kimberly Burnette-Dean
One of our favorite ways to eat the cornbread was in milk & cornbread. My parents and grandparents would just crumble the bread into the milk and eat it with a spoon. I never really like it much like that, so I would dig the inside of the cornbread out, eat that, and then dip the crust into the milk. I LOVED that!!!
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| Our favorite brand of cornmeal. Produced at a mill in North Carolina. |
When I went to elementary school, one of the lunches that we would be served consisted of pinto beans (nowhere near as good as what we fixed at home), stewed tomatoes (nasty no matter where they are cooked), and cornbread. The cornbread at school was just gross. It was made of yellow cornmeal and had a hint of sweetness to it. (Cornbread isn't supposed to be yellow or sweet!) I hated it! When they served that particular lunch at school, I was so sad because I would not eat any of it. Back then, the lunch menu was not posted in advance, so it was always a surprise! In fact, it was this lunch that finally convinced me that I just needed to pack a lunch each day, which I continued to do through high school.
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| My family always used this flour! Produced at the same mill in North Carolina as the cornmeal. |
Our cornbread just had four ingredients plus water:
1. About 1/2 bowlful of Tenda-Bake WHITE Cornmeal (Yellow cornmeal is only suitable for animal food . . . or that was the belief in my family and I have since learned that, in general, white cornmeal is traditionally a Southern thing while yellow cornmeal is a Northern thing.)
2. A couple heaping tablespoons of Southern Biscuit Self-Rising Flour
3. A splash of whole milk
4. Enough water to make it the right texture
While mixing these ingredients together, there would be a cast iron frying pan in the oven with a couple pieces of streaky meat frying. If we happened to be out of streaky meat, we would use a spoonful of bacon grease. We had one particular frying pan that was used for nothing but cornbread. Once the cornbread was mixed up, we would take the pan out of the oven, remove the streaky meat, leaving the grease in the pan. Then we would tilt the pan this way and that to make sure that the grease coated the inside of the pan well and then poured the remaining hot grease into the batter, stirring it in really quickly. Then, we poured the batter into the frying pan and baked it until done at around 450F.
Once the cornbread was done, we would turn it out on a plate and break off pieces to eat or to make milk & cornbread. We NEVER cut cornbread, because that would bring bad luck! We always just broke off a piece with our hands.
Now, I am wanting some cornbread!
Oh yeah, and some of that streaky meat with the hard and chewy rind!
Copyright 2013--All Rights Reserved--The Wheel & Distaff by Kimberly Burnette-Dean
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