This is a spinning blog.... right? Well ok... not quite... but today I'm actually going to talk about spinning and knitting.
So my first day of the schedule was Tuesday and that day was spent discovering that my all purpose hand carders suck when carding ginned cotton. Cotton is a very short stapled fibre and it is also pretty lumpy bumpy when it comes in the ginned form... at least my ginned cotton is pretty lumpy bumpy. When you card ginned cotton the teeth on the cards are supposed to comb out all of those lumps and bumps. Mine did not do that and so I decided to actually count the teeth per inch in my hand cards. My hand cards come out at 64 ppsi (points per square inch). That is pretty good for carding cloth if you are carding wool. Cotton is a whole other set of problems. I decided that perhaps I should invest in a good set of cotton cards.
I have a friend in FSJ who sells such things and so I decided to email her and give her the business. She emailed me back with the information on the cotton hand cards that she sells. Ashford is a manufacturer of cotton hand cards at 108 ppsi which is good but I had learned that good cotton hand cards have over 150 ppsi. In light of that not so good. Louet who she also deals with manufactures their cotton cards at 60 ppsi... they don't even make it into the ball park.... so what do I do. Of course I call a friend in FSJ who actually does have a set of cotton hand cards, to find out how many ppsi hers have. She owns a set of Schacht cotton hand cards and they sit at a healthy 208 ppsi. I will be spending a day spinning with her and so I will give hers a try and see if I like them. At the same time that I was calling my friend I emailed my level 3 instructor and asked for her opinion. She seemed to think that the Ashford cotton cards were sufficient. She also gave some very valid reasons for not getting seriously fine cotton cards. Primarily her reasons were that the finer the teeth the more susceptible to damage that they are. She also felt that blending cotton with other fibres such as wool would limit me because the wire used on cotton cards would be too fine for wool. She also thought that 108 ppsi was sufficient when using them on other fine fibres such as fur, like bunny, or quiviet, or yak. This led me to a serious few days of research on cotton hand cards.
The results are as follows:
Howard Brush student sized cotton cards at 190 ppsi $55.00 (AMD) These can also be gotten in a 120 ppsi
Schacht cotton hand cards at 208 ppsi $81.00 (CAD)
Ashford cotton hand cards at 108 ppsi $63.50 (CAD)
Strauch small cotton hand carders at 255 ppsi for $61.00 (AMD)
Clemes and Clemes Flat Backed cotton hand cards for $72.50 (AMD)
I like the thought of having a set of hand cards that are more than multi purpose since the hand cards that I have now are considered that. I know I can card and blend fine fibres on the hand cards that I own. While the points that my instructor made are valid, I do want something that is substantially different from what I have now. Having said that, I am taking very seriously the points made on the fact that very fine cloths can be damaged very easily. I am hard on my tools.... enough said! So I think that the Howard Brush cotton hand card in student size meet my every need. I will purchase the hand cards in student size which is 6" because I have small hands (the only small thing on me except for my ears) and also because I want even distribution across the card with very little 'waffling' in my punis. While the Howard Brush cards have a fine carding cloth, it is not as fine as the Strauch or the Clemes and Clemes or the Schacht, therefore less susceptible to damage and lifting of the cloth when carding vast amounts of cotton. The Howard Brush sells theirs as "virtually indestructible" and hopefully they are.
Meanwhile I'm still on a fat yarn kick. I have been spinning fat yarns left, right, and centre. Louet has a lovely product they call Northern Lights. Northern Lights are lovely woolen pencil sized rovings that you can spin without drafting and ply together to get wonderful fat yarn in no time at all. I love it and for a product to sell at farmer's markets and craft fairs it is marvelous. I spin huge amounts of it in no time at all. The problem is that if I am going to sell the stuff, then I have to find tried and true patterns to go with it. Joe Blow off the street is not going to buy yarn without a pattern for it because most people who knit will not test the knitting Gods by chancing a pattern of their own with a new yarn they have never tried before. And so my search continues as I try to find fat knitting patterns that will suit my new yarn.... we shall see. Maybe I will have to develop my own.... hmmm.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Freight Trains And Fat Yarns
Last night was an odd night. I was weaving a little on the tri-loom just before bed when there was a shift in the planets equilibrium. Suddenly I felt like I was going to drop of fatigue when only moments before I had lots of energy. I put down my hook and told Hubby, who was quietly working on the computer, that I was done and heading off to bed. I headed up the steps and that's when the freight train hit.
This area of the world is subject to what is known as Chinooks. Generally Chinooks happen in winter, but every so often you get an odd one at other times of the year. It is strange, for those of us who have experienced Chinooks, to think of them as such when they come at the other times of the year because they are so rare. What a Chinook is, is a strong wind from the west that signifies a huge change in the air pressure. When they come they usually bring a huge increase in temperature that only lasts as long as the wind does. Chinook winds are a welcome relief in the winter because the temperatures can increase from -40 degrees Celsius to +10 in a matter of a half hour.... and let me tell you that when you have been having -40 for a week, going up to +10 in temperature, is a lovely change. When these air pressure changes happen the wind is so strong that it sounds like a freight train is driving down the valley and is hitting the top of your house and peeling off your roof in an effort to take it along as it merrily goes on it way. It is quite scary and you really do wonder if the roof will lift off. It only lasts for a short time, about a half hour or so, before it dies down to a steady wind at about fifty or sixty mph. Still a strong wind but substantially less terrifying.
The Chinook wind of last night was odd since it is not winter and the temperatures have been absolutely balmy. That's why I know there was a shift in the planet's equilibrium. One good thing that came as the outcome of last night's Chinook, we now know that the roof, which was only attached in the spring, will stay in place in a big wind which pleases me no end.
All night I listened to the wind as I kept my window open a crack and listened to the leaves rustling. It meant for an uneasy sleep. I'm tired today and have decided to blow off exercise class as I would not be very energetic anyway. I may go for a walk in the forest later if I can handle the thought of a tree possibly falling over on me!
I have decided to work on the closet in my bedroom today, in and effort to try to get our room to the point where we can hang up more of the clothes that spills from boxes everywhere. The wind is still blowing this morning and Hubby says he heard a tree crack off late last night. It doesn't surprise me that we have lost a tree after such a wind. I'm amazed that we didn't blow away. But it means that it is a good day to work inside. And so onward to my closet is the name of the game.
The other thing of note is the fat yarns I have been working on lately.
I have finished three.... yes three.... different fibres that have been kicking around for the last few months. The first fibre that I tried to spin as a fat yarn was pencil rovings from Louet that I spun as a single and then plied with a gold thread. 
It turned out better than expected.
The next fibre I spun was Alpaca pencil rovings that I again spun as a single and plied with a variegated silver/turquoise thread.
It is soft and lovely but I liked the other one better. Yesterday I spun some Polwarth rovings in a variegated colourway this time I plied it on itself and am very happy with the results.
Once you have been spinning a while it is really hard to spin thick since your spinning technique becomes so refined that spinning takes on a life of thin, thin, thin. I was so happy this summer when my instructor for the level 3 taught us an easy method for spinning a consistently fat yarn.
One of the reasons for wanting to spin a fat yarn is because the tri loom takes fairly thick yarn for weaving. My first attempts would be considered a worsted weight and yes it is much too fine for the loom.
There will be a great deal of shrinkage when it comes off the loom, I'm thinking. But that is ok as I will weave two triangles and put them together into a lap blanket. It really needs the equivalent of a chunky weight yarn. My next attempt on the tri-loom will be a shawl with a much thicker and puffier yarn in the variegated Polwarth. It should be lovely. It is simply fun to do these projects.
Yesterday was my day for working on the commission but that didn't happen as I spent most of the morning looking for the fibre that I needed. Then I spent the afternoon washing a bunch of it as the stuff I already washed back a while ago is not near enough. Today it is drying out side in the wind and sunshine. I think that this scheduling thing is going to work though as I am seeing progress in most of my projects..... lets just hope that no more freight trains come through my house and keep me awake all night long. I'm much more productive when I've had a good sleep.
After two days of following my schedule I'm not sure I can say it is a success. I didn't get much done on Tuesday on the level 3 homework and on Wednesday I didn't get much done on my commission. Both days I got distracted by problems or other projects. (Go Figure!) This is not an auspicious beginning. I guess I will see how today goes.
Closet here I come.
This area of the world is subject to what is known as Chinooks. Generally Chinooks happen in winter, but every so often you get an odd one at other times of the year. It is strange, for those of us who have experienced Chinooks, to think of them as such when they come at the other times of the year because they are so rare. What a Chinook is, is a strong wind from the west that signifies a huge change in the air pressure. When they come they usually bring a huge increase in temperature that only lasts as long as the wind does. Chinook winds are a welcome relief in the winter because the temperatures can increase from -40 degrees Celsius to +10 in a matter of a half hour.... and let me tell you that when you have been having -40 for a week, going up to +10 in temperature, is a lovely change. When these air pressure changes happen the wind is so strong that it sounds like a freight train is driving down the valley and is hitting the top of your house and peeling off your roof in an effort to take it along as it merrily goes on it way. It is quite scary and you really do wonder if the roof will lift off. It only lasts for a short time, about a half hour or so, before it dies down to a steady wind at about fifty or sixty mph. Still a strong wind but substantially less terrifying.
The Chinook wind of last night was odd since it is not winter and the temperatures have been absolutely balmy. That's why I know there was a shift in the planet's equilibrium. One good thing that came as the outcome of last night's Chinook, we now know that the roof, which was only attached in the spring, will stay in place in a big wind which pleases me no end.
All night I listened to the wind as I kept my window open a crack and listened to the leaves rustling. It meant for an uneasy sleep. I'm tired today and have decided to blow off exercise class as I would not be very energetic anyway. I may go for a walk in the forest later if I can handle the thought of a tree possibly falling over on me!
I have decided to work on the closet in my bedroom today, in and effort to try to get our room to the point where we can hang up more of the clothes that spills from boxes everywhere. The wind is still blowing this morning and Hubby says he heard a tree crack off late last night. It doesn't surprise me that we have lost a tree after such a wind. I'm amazed that we didn't blow away. But it means that it is a good day to work inside. And so onward to my closet is the name of the game.
The other thing of note is the fat yarns I have been working on lately.
I have finished three.... yes three.... different fibres that have been kicking around for the last few months. The first fibre that I tried to spin as a fat yarn was pencil rovings from Louet that I spun as a single and then plied with a gold thread. 
It turned out better than expected.The next fibre I spun was Alpaca pencil rovings that I again spun as a single and plied with a variegated silver/turquoise thread.
It is soft and lovely but I liked the other one better. Yesterday I spun some Polwarth rovings in a variegated colourway this time I plied it on itself and am very happy with the results.
Once you have been spinning a while it is really hard to spin thick since your spinning technique becomes so refined that spinning takes on a life of thin, thin, thin. I was so happy this summer when my instructor for the level 3 taught us an easy method for spinning a consistently fat yarn.
One of the reasons for wanting to spin a fat yarn is because the tri loom takes fairly thick yarn for weaving. My first attempts would be considered a worsted weight and yes it is much too fine for the loom.
There will be a great deal of shrinkage when it comes off the loom, I'm thinking. But that is ok as I will weave two triangles and put them together into a lap blanket. It really needs the equivalent of a chunky weight yarn. My next attempt on the tri-loom will be a shawl with a much thicker and puffier yarn in the variegated Polwarth. It should be lovely. It is simply fun to do these projects.Yesterday was my day for working on the commission but that didn't happen as I spent most of the morning looking for the fibre that I needed. Then I spent the afternoon washing a bunch of it as the stuff I already washed back a while ago is not near enough. Today it is drying out side in the wind and sunshine. I think that this scheduling thing is going to work though as I am seeing progress in most of my projects..... lets just hope that no more freight trains come through my house and keep me awake all night long. I'm much more productive when I've had a good sleep.
After two days of following my schedule I'm not sure I can say it is a success. I didn't get much done on Tuesday on the level 3 homework and on Wednesday I didn't get much done on my commission. Both days I got distracted by problems or other projects. (Go Figure!) This is not an auspicious beginning. I guess I will see how today goes.
Closet here I come.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Entertainment Leads To Confusion
I told you the other day that I like change. I also like colour. I have been reading other blogs, one of which commented on the success or lack there of based on, primarily what's written, but also, on the 'look' of your blog. Black print on white backgrounds makes me want to snore. But then I do love dyeing yarns with bright chemical colours. I am not a pastel girl. And I sure am NOT a black and white girl. (If I could be anything other than what I am, I would like to be a Crayola Crayon and live in a box of 64 colours!) One thing about colour is that it shows up against black really well. That is why I choose bright colours on my black background for my blog. I do try to choose colours that are on the lighter side for the post title and the post itself. That way you can read my blog with ease.
Of course I agree with that other blog regarding the writing. Primarily, a blog should have entertaining writing. While I totally agree with that statement there are very few people who can write entertainingly every day of their life. Most people (who are human and not professional writers) have days when they are not entertaining (except my Hubby whose entertaining qualities can be somewhat irritating at times). Occasionally those who entertain need to be entertained. (By the way I did not mean to imply that professional writers are not human).
OK did you follow all that? Right! If you did follow all of that then you must be very entertaining! (Note: I didn't say entertained.)
I learned a great deal from my first day of scheduling yesterday. I learned that you will probably get interrupted a great deal and I also learned that spinning cotton requires a good set of cotton cards. My cotton punis from Ginned Cotton are so lumpy that my spun cotton sucked. I did teach Daughter #1 how to spin and while her spinning was typical of a beginner at least she is trying. This is something that pleases me no end, as I think that all people should have some skill that requires the hands (my mind just landed in the gutter!!) anyway .... like weaving, spinning, knitting, sewing, wood working, carpentry, mechanics, etc.... It gives you something to do later in life when reading or listening to some media form is not enough. Sports is good too, though all you get from that is a body in good shape..... (mine's not! I rather look like an over stuffed pillow at times.) Hand skills give you a sense of accomplishment. You feel oh so clever when you can make something from scratch.
Today will be a day to make advances in my jacket commission. Tomorrow, I will try to be more entertaining (though that may be impossible not because I'm entertaining enough now, but just because it may be a good day to be entertained...)
Let me entertain you... let me make you smile.... (confused yet?)
Go burn some spuds... it's very entertaining! (ok I'm very confused and only slightly entertained)!!!
Of course I agree with that other blog regarding the writing. Primarily, a blog should have entertaining writing. While I totally agree with that statement there are very few people who can write entertainingly every day of their life. Most people (who are human and not professional writers) have days when they are not entertaining (except my Hubby whose entertaining qualities can be somewhat irritating at times). Occasionally those who entertain need to be entertained. (By the way I did not mean to imply that professional writers are not human).
OK did you follow all that? Right! If you did follow all of that then you must be very entertaining! (Note: I didn't say entertained.)
I learned a great deal from my first day of scheduling yesterday. I learned that you will probably get interrupted a great deal and I also learned that spinning cotton requires a good set of cotton cards. My cotton punis from Ginned Cotton are so lumpy that my spun cotton sucked. I did teach Daughter #1 how to spin and while her spinning was typical of a beginner at least she is trying. This is something that pleases me no end, as I think that all people should have some skill that requires the hands (my mind just landed in the gutter!!) anyway .... like weaving, spinning, knitting, sewing, wood working, carpentry, mechanics, etc.... It gives you something to do later in life when reading or listening to some media form is not enough. Sports is good too, though all you get from that is a body in good shape..... (mine's not! I rather look like an over stuffed pillow at times.) Hand skills give you a sense of accomplishment. You feel oh so clever when you can make something from scratch.
Today will be a day to make advances in my jacket commission. Tomorrow, I will try to be more entertaining (though that may be impossible not because I'm entertaining enough now, but just because it may be a good day to be entertained...)
Let me entertain you... let me make you smile.... (confused yet?)
Go burn some spuds... it's very entertaining! (ok I'm very confused and only slightly entertained)!!!
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Red Sky In The Morning
I woke this morning a little earlier than need be, which means that finally after the summer months of sleeping in, I am getting used to waking at 7 a.m. and my body actually wakes me a little earlier. I got up and had a look out the window and there before me was a gorgeous sight. The sky was a glorious red. So beautiful! I grabbed my camera and here are the results.
After looking at this awesome sky I had a morning walk out to the paddocks to look at my sheep. Hubby and I are sorry to say that one of our old sheep is about to die. Jelly, who is my only pure bred Romney, is not healthy and is on her way out. I knew when she lambed in the spring that she was having issues with health. She took a full hour to get back on her feet and the only reason she did then was because Hubby lifted her up and put her on her feet. We had to probe her nipples to get her milk flowing and she had no interest in her lamb though eventually we did get her to nurse. Now she is standing around listlessly and hanging her head and she can't keep her food down. Not a good sign. This, we started to notice yesterday though she hadn't been moving a whole lot all week. She is an old girl so it somehow doesn't surprise me. We will miss her happy face as she greets us when we drive into the yard. She always had a happy baaa for us and she always was there by the fence for a scratch on her head. Hubby will have to shoot her either today or tomorrow. When I became a shepherd I never realized how hard it would be to do this. Our sheep have become friends. They each have a name and we know their personalities. And yes... they do have personalities. Romney's have lovely expressive faces and Jelly's was no different. She always has perky eyes and loves to watch what humans do. But she has been losing weight and her sides hollowed out after birthing and never really recovered. So sad.
I have been working in the evenings on a bowl. I am making a woolen bowl. It is made in the same way as the woolen rugs that are woolen braids that are spiraled around and around and around. My bowl is almost finished.
I did start my bowl after getting a Spin-off magazine a few years ago with instructions on how to do it. They are quite interesting to make and i would not mind making another.I also have been working on the tri-loom though I find that working on it for long periods of time bothers my back, so I work on it in between other jobs. It is amazing how much you get done when you weave two or three shots twenty times a day instead of working on it non stop.
What all of this comes down to is that A red sky in the morning can be ominous or not. I don't want a lot of rain today which is the usual outcome of a red sky but I can control the ominous-ness of any day if I give it structure. I have been thinking for some time that I need to alot to each day an activity. So here it is... Monday Exercise class and visiting with friends and a little bit of paper work. Tuesdays.... spinning on level 3 (this is a really important one its also instant gratification this being Tuesday and all). Wednesdays... working on commissions. Thursdays.... working on the house renovations. Friday.... free day to do whatever I want. That's my plan.... now I just have to stick to it. All the rest of my life has to fit around this schedule. So getting supper and doing laundry and making beds and cleaning, grocery shopping, household budgeting, mothering, wifing,.... all of that stuff has to fit around the rest. Hmmmm..... I wonder, can my free spirit being curb my life style to fit this schedule.
The day is moving on and so I must too. Red sky in the morning usually means a shepherd's warning, if you believe the old adage. I don't know what is ahead for today but I sure hope there is some good.
Monday, September 21, 2009
Exercise..... Never Heard Of It!
This is Monday and that means exercise. Mondays are my day to meet with all my senior friends and do a little stretching and a whole lot of walking. Monday is the day that I really have to force myself to get out of the house. I really just want to stay home and catch up on my work. I have lots of work to catch up on. My idea of exercise right now is climbing the ladder a million times as I try to finish the work on the eve of the house. Or bend and standing a million times a day as I weave o my tri-loom. It does not include kick boxing or the samba, or shoulder rolls or walking backwards. But that is what I am off to do in about ten minutes. I really have to push myself out the door especially since the muffler on our car died over the weekend and being inconspicuous is not an option. I rumble and roar down the road and when I put my foot on the gas to accelerate, the rumbling and roaring scares even me. (Although I do have to admit that I fantasize about dragons when this happens!)
Our old truck, which has served us well for the last 8 years is now reaching the age where upkeep is critical. Right now we need to replace the muffler, the high beam headlight on the passenger side, and the power steering hose. The timing chain is giving us trouble and soon we will need a brake job. At 169,856 kilometres this is to be expected. Problem..... we bought a horse and so we just blew $1000.00 on that. It doesn't bode well for repairs on the truck.... I did hope we could get through until next month. Oh well... we just won't eat..... yeah! That's what we will do... I could do with losing a few pounds.
I better go exercise.....
Our old truck, which has served us well for the last 8 years is now reaching the age where upkeep is critical. Right now we need to replace the muffler, the high beam headlight on the passenger side, and the power steering hose. The timing chain is giving us trouble and soon we will need a brake job. At 169,856 kilometres this is to be expected. Problem..... we bought a horse and so we just blew $1000.00 on that. It doesn't bode well for repairs on the truck.... I did hope we could get through until next month. Oh well... we just won't eat..... yeah! That's what we will do... I could do with losing a few pounds.
I better go exercise.....
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Mellow Yellow
I'm feeling pretty mellow this afternoon. I love Sunday afternoons when everything has turned out well on Sunday morning and I am just home from church and the whole afternoon stretches out before me. There is so much potential for a Sunday afternoon. Its the kind of day when anything is possible.
Today I watched Harry Potter with my kids. It doesn't actually sound like a big deal but it was lovely to sit there and relax and watch something without making any effort at all. Towards the end of the movie I put the roast in the oven and pealed fresh veggies from the garden for our supper. Yes it is work but the prospect of a lovely meal lays before us and that adds to rather than detracts from the potentiality of a great day. Mellow? Yes I am mellow.
Being mellow is more wonderful if you are in sink with everything around you. I look outside and just overnight I can see a visible difference in the trees. There is this lovely mellow yellow in the forest that wasn't there yesterday. Even though the temperatures are so nicely mild the trees continue their undressing as leaves that have already turned drop to the ground in the dance of autumn. The skies overhead are soft blue with smokey clouds that drift slowly from horizon to horizon. It is a day to be content.
9Z#$@%BDGFWK$W#q023-3o.... Ok so I just burned the vegetables.... not quite so mellow!!! Grrrr!
Today I watched Harry Potter with my kids. It doesn't actually sound like a big deal but it was lovely to sit there and relax and watch something without making any effort at all. Towards the end of the movie I put the roast in the oven and pealed fresh veggies from the garden for our supper. Yes it is work but the prospect of a lovely meal lays before us and that adds to rather than detracts from the potentiality of a great day. Mellow? Yes I am mellow.
Being mellow is more wonderful if you are in sink with everything around you. I look outside and just overnight I can see a visible difference in the trees. There is this lovely mellow yellow in the forest that wasn't there yesterday. Even though the temperatures are so nicely mild the trees continue their undressing as leaves that have already turned drop to the ground in the dance of autumn. The skies overhead are soft blue with smokey clouds that drift slowly from horizon to horizon. It is a day to be content.
9Z#$@%BDGFWK$W#q023-3o.... Ok so I just burned the vegetables.... not quite so mellow!!! Grrrr!
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Changes
I'm pretty good with changes. I like them. Hubby berates me because I'm a furniture mover. I vacuum... I move furniture. I figure, if I have to move the furniture to vacuum the floor in behind by way of gettin all those nasty dust bunnies then when I put the furniture back I might as well put it back in a different spot. Makes sense to me. Hubby hates it.
Having the furniture in a different place gives me a lift. It makes the room feel fresh. I spend a lot of time in these room so I like it to feel fresh every now and again. Generally how I feel about all change. That is why when I chose the background for this blog I chose black and decided the colour of the links, the posts, the titles, all could be changed to suit my mood. By now you have noticed that I have changed the header. Maybe you even noticed that I am now able to include links in the blog. I have been trying for ages to figure out how to do that and there it was, all along, right under my nose. I think it is cool.
Getting back to changes though.... it took me all afternoon yesterday (with a few jaunts over to my tri-loom while things were uploading) to make the collage of pictures that you see where my title is.
I am asking my readers to please give me feedback on this since I'm not really sure if I like it. I'm a little worried that it is too busy. I was also thinking of just making some kind of graphic design for my heading.... problem is, I can't think about what Ye Olde Batt should have as a graphic design. So here's the thing... if anyone out there in web land has a suggestion I'm up for it. You can send your pictures to the Ye Olde Batt email at yeoldebatt@gmail.com or you can leave a suggestion in the comments at the end. I realize I may be opening a can of worms here but I am brave..... be kind to me???
Having the furniture in a different place gives me a lift. It makes the room feel fresh. I spend a lot of time in these room so I like it to feel fresh every now and again. Generally how I feel about all change. That is why when I chose the background for this blog I chose black and decided the colour of the links, the posts, the titles, all could be changed to suit my mood. By now you have noticed that I have changed the header. Maybe you even noticed that I am now able to include links in the blog. I have been trying for ages to figure out how to do that and there it was, all along, right under my nose. I think it is cool.
Getting back to changes though.... it took me all afternoon yesterday (with a few jaunts over to my tri-loom while things were uploading) to make the collage of pictures that you see where my title is.
I am asking my readers to please give me feedback on this since I'm not really sure if I like it. I'm a little worried that it is too busy. I was also thinking of just making some kind of graphic design for my heading.... problem is, I can't think about what Ye Olde Batt should have as a graphic design. So here's the thing... if anyone out there in web land has a suggestion I'm up for it. You can send your pictures to the Ye Olde Batt email at yeoldebatt@gmail.com or you can leave a suggestion in the comments at the end. I realize I may be opening a can of worms here but I am brave..... be kind to me???
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