Friday... How Did That Freaking Happen????

Ok so the week has passed and I find myself at the end of the week with nothing done. I spun cotton yesterday and as it always seems with fine spinning you can spin forever and never really see what you've done. I wanted to get the cotton off my wheel before I started working on the flax... but I wanted to get flax done and Lopi finished before the end of Feb. I have a friend coming for lunch today and spend the afternoon spinning.   I will spin cotton since I can do that without really thinking but tomorrow I have to work on the flax and get that done then Monday I can work on the Lopi and try to finish that then I will be on schedule... hmmm... we'll see!

It has warmed up to a balmy -13 degrees which is quite cold for the end of February... usually by now we are getting the scattered day of warmth... but not this year so it seems. Mind you if the extra cold means that the snow last longer and more moisture in the end I'm all for that since it will mean a better year for hay.  Still it is gusty out there and so Queen and her lamb languor in the birthing shed with the hopes that when Fanny is ready to drop her babies (Fanny always gives twins) the temperatures will warm slightly.

I went to Knit Night last night and we are sorry to know that one of our knitters will be leaving us permanently.  She hasn't been coming very often this year due to her job taking her away to travel but it looks like she will be transferred... so our little Knit group is starting to drop away. Last year I lost my spinning group here in HH with the loss of Anita and then two other member moving away it left only three people and myself. two were not really steady spinners and weavers anyway so our group just fell apart. I've been so busy that I decided to give it a year and then maybe next fall I will actively seek spinners again for our group. This is one of the side affects of living in a small town. Groups can go from very active to dead overnight. It all depends on whose moving and whose ill and whose not around any longer.  I just continue to spin and weave and knit... it's what I do.... it's who I am...

So about a couple of hours from now I have this friend coming so I should go have a shower since my hair looks like a chicken's arse.  See....

 
Now that would scare anyone....