I was peaking through my most recent pictures and saw that the cotton that I spun a few weeks ago looked so soft just like the snow outside. There are tracks in the snow from where Jiggs drops her nose into the snow and scoops up some into her mouth. It leaves funny imprints in an otherwise pristine surface.
Teapot is burning trees that are dead from the rampant Pine Beetle kill and while most of the trees are red there are some that are green still, and so I decided to change my blog to reflect the view from my window and in so doing ridding myself of that dreaded pink. Besides... St. Paddy's Day is coming and what is St. Paddy's day without a little green?
While I've been watching the horrible events of the last few days in Japan, Saturday has come and gone. My spindling class of last Saturday gathered once again yesterday, full of vim and vigor for the next installment on our spindling class. This time I had Teapot with me to drive and I enjoyed his company making the drive fly by. He went car hunting again while I taught the class the intrigues of spindling. I was pleased to see that most had finished their homework and had vastly improved. I even had two new student join the fray. They've invited me to come again for another day to check homework again next week and to trouble shoot any questions that might arise, so once again I will be traveling back for another day of spindling next Saturday.
Daughter #1 enjoyed a sleepover with her friend at her friend's house. Daughter #2 enjoyed having her friend here last night. It is easy to see that this is the last week before mid term break. Neither one is feeling overly energetic as is the usual case the week before any break. We all find ourselves winding down to a well earned time from obligations, homework, and getting up early in the morning. I think even Teapot looks forward to a week and a half of pleasure. We are all disappointed that the JCR trip which Daughter #1 and Teapot were to be on has been canceled. They will not be going skiing in Smithers though the powers that be are trying to work it out so that the JCRs can go skiing at Powder King. I hope it will all work out for there are some very long faces on those thwarted in their skiing expectations.
Today I am working on a pair of mittens which are a request from a family member who needs nice warm woollen mittens because he lives even further North than moi. I hope to have them knitted by Tuesday at the latest so that they can go in the mail and I can go back to my homework. With all the cold of the last few weeks, I am sure that Fanny, my best breeding ewe, has been keeping her eyes crossed and her legs crossed in an effort to wait till the warmer temperatures of spring arrive before dropping her lambs. She looks rather pathetic as her pregnancy takes its tole on her energy and she spend much time lying down or standing very still.
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| That's her in the middle watching me take her picture. |
I am finding it hard to believe that spring is near.... it is still too cold to think of spring adventures when winter still seems to knock daily at my window. Knitting mittens still seems like a timely project though with mid March looming I wish that I could be thinking of more spring like activities. Is anyone out there planting their seeds yet for transplanting in the not too distant future? My cotton seeds await their soil, and I begin to think of that lovely mound of soil in the yard that will be my new garden area in a month or so. I look forward to beets and carrots and potatoes and peas. Each morning I hear the chickadees singing their love songs. It is the only time of the year that you hear them trilling in such a way. I await the first call of the returning geese but I think this year they might be late since the snow is still deep and they can't even feed on the fallen oats in farmer's fields. Still the yellow canoe shows it head through the snow
and I know that a trip down river will bring the pleasures of watching returning water birds in the not too distant future. The kingfishers may already be here since the river never freezes with the dam changing the river's flow. It is hard not to get ahead of myself with the grey of the sky turning to the brilliancy of sunshine outside. But then the snow is so very bright. I am sure that it is for that reason that the sun looks so charming. For now though, there is bread to be kneaded and mittens to be knitted, and still the smoke of Teapot's fire drifts slowly past my window.... I wonder if he is ready for a cup of hot chocolate....
I hope your Saturday is calling to you with spring like qualities.
Here comes Teapot through the kitchen door.... I think I'll put that kettle on.
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