Actually it's not raining at all... it's quite sunny and lovely. But in the house the place has gone to the cats and dogs. We have three dogs and three cats for those of you who don't know. They often drive me bananas.
We have an old old cat that has reached his age of majority now being 12 years of age. He was so cute when we first got him... the blackest cat I've ever seen. But as time went by he started getting all the signs of aging. The grey hairs were the first signs that he was aging. After that he started ever so slowly to slow down each year, and then finally he started to gain weight. He is now huge. Like fat. Like Garfield looks svelt compared to him. We thought we should put him on diet but this has not worked because he is the best mouser in the whole world. I keep expecting him to keel over with a heart attack. However, last night when I went outside for my evening walk, there was Midnite in all friskiness, playing with the kitten. He was jumping up and catching moths and trying to do little flips. I think he even tried to climb a tree at one point however, his ass was so big that he just couldn't get it up over 3 or 4 inches. He is the fattest thing in the world. Yesterday I was sitting in the living room on the couch and we have a little cushion set up under the end table for the cats to snooze on. Midnite has been spending the summer outside snoozing on an old fleece on the deck under the work table, but recently he has begun to come into the house for his daytime snoozes as the temperatures begin to dip. He was lying in there all day, next to the couch. At one point Daughter #1 came into the living room to chat and I guess we disturbed his sleep, so he came out to see what was going on. After four steps off the pillow he just couldn't go any further. He had to lie down again since the poor bugger was exhausted from all that exertion. As he lay down his fat oozed out over the floor away from his body. It was disgusting. Then he looked up at me and yawned. That was it. The extent of his exercise. And back he went under the table. Four steps out and four steps back to his pillow and there he stayed until it was time to go out last night. And we had to turf him then. When a yawn is good exercise then you know that you have the laziest cat on the face of the earth.
Meanwhile as I sit here writing this morning the wee pooch has decided that chewing on the end of my poncho is awesome. And I'm wearing it!
I love animals. They certainly have their very own little personalities.
Recently the whore went missing. She has been missing since last week. We had an appointment for her to be spayed on Thursday the 21st... but Friday the 16th, she scooted out between Teapot's legs as he opened the door and disappeared into the dark. We went looking for her but she disappeared in no time flat. She hasn't been seen since. I hope she doesn't come back... (I know that's mean but the coyotes need to eat too... but with my luck, she'll come back pregnant no doubt. Argh! I hate female cats.
The two big dogs are not happy with us these days either. We have decided that we cannot allow them to go out of the house unless they are on a leash anymore, because they have taken to wandering away from our property. They started to run around just up and down the in front of our house and soon it was down to the neighbour's driveway, and then it was to the end of the road, and then they were gone for several hours, and I would spend my time out on the deck calling and calling and calling.... further and further afield they would go. We have decided that they need a dog run, and the only place to make a fenced dog run is where the sheep paddock was. It is about twenty feet from the house, and will have to be seeded with grass seed after all the sheep poo has been scraped out, and the fence will have to be moved on one end slightly... thus they won't be able to run around the neighbourhood any more... it's all a bit of a headache really. While we are waiting for the sheep to go so we can move the fence, the two dogs have to be tied on on leashes. I hate having to go out first thing in the morning with my nighty on and put them on leashes and Bailey has the obedience of a crocodile and she runs when I call her to put on the leash. I'm thinking that the air space around our property has been looking a little blue lately.... I definitely need to stop the trucker language first thing in the morning.
Along with all that the sheep are finally going. I may have mentioned that the sheep have been sold. But the fellow who bought them didn't have his fencing in place and couldn't take them right away... so Teapot called him yesterday to see how the fencing was going and he's finished all except for a paddock for the ram. So the sheep and llama are going hopefully this weekend, we just have to get the trailer. Honeydew the llama is too tall for our sheep trailer. So we have to borrow a horse trailer from friends. We are going to have to keep the ram for now, until the fencing is done... I can't wait till we are only having to care for just alpacas.
Last but not least... on the 1st of October.... there will be two rabbits coming to live here. They are Angora crosses. Lovely long spinnable fibre. Silver grey and charcoal grey... I'm looking forward to trying angora. I'm not sure what will be involved in maintaining them I have to do some research on this but since they are crosses I'm hoping they won't be as difficult as true angoras. We'll see about that though.
So that's my animal news for now. Meanwhile I'm working on a whole bunch of things... two woven shawls and a scarf and hopefully two more scarves as I go on. That's what I'm doing today. Weaving.
I'll try to post some pics here tomorrow.... hope to see you then.
I'm off to listen to CBC, weave, and sit in that beautiful sunshine and I might even get some exercise from time to time... like the cat, all I have to do is yawn.... I can do that... : )
Monday, September 26, 2011
Friday, September 23, 2011
Faster Than The Speed Of Light
I'm a bit of a science buff... I love Quirks and Quarks on CBC radio, and I love to read the science magazines.... you know popular science etc...
This morning I woke up to a great headline on the CBC news.
A pillar of physics — that nothing can go faster than the speed of
light — appears to be smashed by an oddball subatomic particle that has
apparently made a giant end run around Albert Einstein's theories.
Scientists at the world's largest physics lab said Thursday they have clocked neutrinos traveling faster than light. That's something that according to Einstein's 1905 special theory of relativity — the famous E = mc^2 equation — just doesn't happen.
(you can find this on the CBC News Website.)
Then the following conversation ensued.
Me: Hey dear, they've proved that Einstein's theory of relativity is false.
Teapot: I've been saying for years that the speed of light is only a finite number and that it couldn't really be true.
Me: I always knew you were smarter than Einstein..... dear why are you feeding the cat again?
Teapot: Oh yeah... ooops!
Me: I always knew you were stund! No intuition at all... hmmmm! Book smart and street stund.... that's you.
This morning I woke up to a great headline on the CBC news.
Particles faster than light measured
Scientists at the world's largest physics lab said Thursday they have clocked neutrinos traveling faster than light. That's something that according to Einstein's 1905 special theory of relativity — the famous E = mc^2 equation — just doesn't happen.
(you can find this on the CBC News Website.)
Then the following conversation ensued.
Me: Hey dear, they've proved that Einstein's theory of relativity is false.
Teapot: I've been saying for years that the speed of light is only a finite number and that it couldn't really be true.
Me: I always knew you were smarter than Einstein..... dear why are you feeding the cat again?
Teapot: Oh yeah... ooops!
Me: I always knew you were stund! No intuition at all... hmmmm! Book smart and street stund.... that's you.
Thursday, September 22, 2011
End Of The Season
This is the end of summer. We officially enter the season of autumn today. But it has been deceptively warm these last few weeks. Aside from a scattered shower of rain and some windy days it has been unusually warm and soft. I keep expecting the weather to turn and when it doesn't I enjoy my days wondering when this beautiful weather will end. Nightly Teapot and I have been taking the dogs for a walk and then resting after on the deck in the balmy evening darkness. Last night we sat out till almost 10:30 and I was wearing a t-shirt and had no problem and felt no cold. Though the trees are mostly bare there is a beauty in the season that you just can't deny. This Sunday is BC Rivers Day and Teapot and I will be celebrating the river as we usually do by taking our canoe down the river and hopefully our girls will come too. It is a good way to end such a beautiful season.
I have been diligently working on my ceiling tiles. I try to wood burn two a day. Each tile takes about an hour to finish. Today I am burning and prepping two tiles which need to fit around the light socket. I hope to have them finished before lunch so that I can spend the afternoon weaving. The ceiling looks awesome as each night I add two more tiles to it. If I am able to keep going I will finish the tiles somewhere around Christmas. It will feel so good to get this job done. I don't know if it is the season or what is causing it but there is a definite nesting instinct that I can't seem to thwart.
Meanwhile, apples are still a priority but the dent in the numbers is becoming increasingly obvious. I'm now down to one last box of apples and have used every possible container in which to keep apple juice. So now I'm bumming containers from friends and family. Two or three more days and I should have the apples done. Teapot had to take some to the composter as the older ones were starting to go bad. Yesterday, I was sitting in the living room having some well earned lunch when the dogs started barking outside quite ferociously. I went outside and discovered that all the animals were on high alert as the alpacas and llama were sending up freak-out signals (they were bellowing). This is usually an indication that there is some great danger nearby. And they were right... a black bear decided that the apples that Teapot had chucked in the composter were just what he needed. But it didn't take long with the dogs barking and the llama and alpacas bellowing and me yelling for him to decide that there were easier pickings elsewhere. I was glad to see the back end of him. In short order he had moved on, much to my relief.
With winter just around the corner the bears will be no problem in the not too distant future and like them hibernating could be a good project for those cold winter months.
Well that's it for today...once again my mind can't think of anything worthy of blogging about so you'll just have to put up with the weather/season report... I'm off to wood burn and breath in the fumes of wood smoke then I'm going to weave.....
See y'all tomorrow.... enjoy this last day of summer in your neck of the woods.
I have been diligently working on my ceiling tiles. I try to wood burn two a day. Each tile takes about an hour to finish. Today I am burning and prepping two tiles which need to fit around the light socket. I hope to have them finished before lunch so that I can spend the afternoon weaving. The ceiling looks awesome as each night I add two more tiles to it. If I am able to keep going I will finish the tiles somewhere around Christmas. It will feel so good to get this job done. I don't know if it is the season or what is causing it but there is a definite nesting instinct that I can't seem to thwart.
Meanwhile, apples are still a priority but the dent in the numbers is becoming increasingly obvious. I'm now down to one last box of apples and have used every possible container in which to keep apple juice. So now I'm bumming containers from friends and family. Two or three more days and I should have the apples done. Teapot had to take some to the composter as the older ones were starting to go bad. Yesterday, I was sitting in the living room having some well earned lunch when the dogs started barking outside quite ferociously. I went outside and discovered that all the animals were on high alert as the alpacas and llama were sending up freak-out signals (they were bellowing). This is usually an indication that there is some great danger nearby. And they were right... a black bear decided that the apples that Teapot had chucked in the composter were just what he needed. But it didn't take long with the dogs barking and the llama and alpacas bellowing and me yelling for him to decide that there were easier pickings elsewhere. I was glad to see the back end of him. In short order he had moved on, much to my relief.
With winter just around the corner the bears will be no problem in the not too distant future and like them hibernating could be a good project for those cold winter months.
Well that's it for today...once again my mind can't think of anything worthy of blogging about so you'll just have to put up with the weather/season report... I'm off to wood burn and breath in the fumes of wood smoke then I'm going to weave.....
See y'all tomorrow.... enjoy this last day of summer in your neck of the woods.
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Bight/Byte/Bite Me
When I was a kid I didn't think I was very smart. But as time went on I began to think that I wasn't so dumb after all. This was due to the fact that I had a really good memory and was able memorize things fairly easily. I also had excellent observation skills. So I began to notice that people around me would often infuriate me when they didn't "know" what I knew. My sister was one of these people. I remember playing cards with my sister when I was a kid and getting completely p'd off because her turn would come and she would sit there for ages before she would finally make her move. It infuriated me no end because she was unable to "see" the outcome of all possible moves without really studying them. I even called her Ding Bat all the time which makes me feel really bad now. We found out later that my sister has MS and that it greatly affects her memory and her ability to concentrate.
As I got older I discovered that if I actually took the time to study, memory work was fun.... in grade 11 I actually memorized my Social Studies text book cover to cover. A lot of good it did for me because when it came time to write my public exams I failed miserably on the section on current affairs because at the time I hated listening to the news. If I passed my exam at all (I'm not really sure if I did because of the Bell curve and figuring out Bell curves just about on-does me because it is so boring... but considering how stund I am, maybe figuring out Bell curves would be a good lesson for me!) it was because I probably got full marks on the actual history part of the exam.
I didn't want to go to University because all that studying was daunting.... imagine having to spend hours pouring over books sucking up all that knowledge. So I went to college instead to study becoming a Travel Counsellor.... which turned out to be completely ludicrous since the need for Travel Counsellors was completely redundant within a decade of my finishing the program. I hated my time there but finished the program because I was not a quitter. After I finished that program and couldn't get a job (mostly because I was so shy that I had a really hard time making any kind of impression on anyone), I decided to go to University after all. I loved it. I loved the social part of it for sure... it was great. But I also loved the study part of it too. I graduated with an honours degree. Basically all that means is that you do more courses in your area of study and you have to get above 80% in all of them. I did that no problem (except, if I'm honest, in logic... which was double dutch to me... and eventually I did it again to bring my mark up and it made a whole lot more sense the second time around... I do have a tendency to have to repeat some courses to get my marks up where I want them... sounds familiar eh?). So I entered my adult years feeling really accomplished and ready for the world... Like I was seriously smart. I even thought I was smarter than Teapot... (he was stund you see because he had failed out of University trying to get macro economics under his belt). I have since realized that his intelligence far outstrips mine. Though he is not the most intuitive person, his ability to retain the things that he has read is phenomenal especially if it is a piece of information that is completely useless to anyone. And his wit scares me at how fast it is sometimes... if wit was a measure of intelligence then Teapot would be a genius and Einstein would look like a monkey.
So it has been a really slow process coming to terms with the fact that I have an extremely over-inflated ego and that in actuality I'm just of average intelligence and at times quite stund myself.
The most recent blow to my ego and a lesson in humility was discovering that I couldn't spell bight/byte/bite. Teapot, in all his simple smartness, informed me that bight is a geographical and nautical term for a loop of land or a loop in a rope as when knot making. Byte was the computer thingy and to chow down is bite. Well who knew. I thought bight was chowing down in traditional English spelling, and bite was the barbarised Americanized version of chowing down and also could be used for the computer kind. Forget byte altogether....
I, being a good Newfy, should have known bight was a term that many Newfies use for a loop of land like a harbour.... I've heard it aplenty in Newfy music.
And so you see, in all humbleness, I bow to the Gods of knowledge and fully submit to my dumbness and stupidity. I am a slave to my ego and really should get the darn thing chipped down a bit...
But to the whole world I say bite me.... and not bight me or byte me....
If you're stund and you know it clap your hands (clap clap)
If you're stund and you know it clap your hands (clap clap)
If you're stund and you know it and you really want to show it
If you're stund and you know know write on a blog....
Then everyone will know just how stund you really are....
As I got older I discovered that if I actually took the time to study, memory work was fun.... in grade 11 I actually memorized my Social Studies text book cover to cover. A lot of good it did for me because when it came time to write my public exams I failed miserably on the section on current affairs because at the time I hated listening to the news. If I passed my exam at all (I'm not really sure if I did because of the Bell curve and figuring out Bell curves just about on-does me because it is so boring... but considering how stund I am, maybe figuring out Bell curves would be a good lesson for me!) it was because I probably got full marks on the actual history part of the exam.
I didn't want to go to University because all that studying was daunting.... imagine having to spend hours pouring over books sucking up all that knowledge. So I went to college instead to study becoming a Travel Counsellor.... which turned out to be completely ludicrous since the need for Travel Counsellors was completely redundant within a decade of my finishing the program. I hated my time there but finished the program because I was not a quitter. After I finished that program and couldn't get a job (mostly because I was so shy that I had a really hard time making any kind of impression on anyone), I decided to go to University after all. I loved it. I loved the social part of it for sure... it was great. But I also loved the study part of it too. I graduated with an honours degree. Basically all that means is that you do more courses in your area of study and you have to get above 80% in all of them. I did that no problem (except, if I'm honest, in logic... which was double dutch to me... and eventually I did it again to bring my mark up and it made a whole lot more sense the second time around... I do have a tendency to have to repeat some courses to get my marks up where I want them... sounds familiar eh?). So I entered my adult years feeling really accomplished and ready for the world... Like I was seriously smart. I even thought I was smarter than Teapot... (he was stund you see because he had failed out of University trying to get macro economics under his belt). I have since realized that his intelligence far outstrips mine. Though he is not the most intuitive person, his ability to retain the things that he has read is phenomenal especially if it is a piece of information that is completely useless to anyone. And his wit scares me at how fast it is sometimes... if wit was a measure of intelligence then Teapot would be a genius and Einstein would look like a monkey.
So it has been a really slow process coming to terms with the fact that I have an extremely over-inflated ego and that in actuality I'm just of average intelligence and at times quite stund myself.
The most recent blow to my ego and a lesson in humility was discovering that I couldn't spell bight/byte/bite. Teapot, in all his simple smartness, informed me that bight is a geographical and nautical term for a loop of land or a loop in a rope as when knot making. Byte was the computer thingy and to chow down is bite. Well who knew. I thought bight was chowing down in traditional English spelling, and bite was the barbarised Americanized version of chowing down and also could be used for the computer kind. Forget byte altogether....
I, being a good Newfy, should have known bight was a term that many Newfies use for a loop of land like a harbour.... I've heard it aplenty in Newfy music.
And so you see, in all humbleness, I bow to the Gods of knowledge and fully submit to my dumbness and stupidity. I am a slave to my ego and really should get the darn thing chipped down a bit...
But to the whole world I say bite me.... and not bight me or byte me....
If you're stund and you know it clap your hands (clap clap)
If you're stund and you know it clap your hands (clap clap)
If you're stund and you know it and you really want to show it
If you're stund and you know know write on a blog....
Then everyone will know just how stund you really are....
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
A Bit Of This And A Bit Of That... It's All About Being Organized... Right?
Besides the apples, I have been working. (Really I shouldn't have to justify myself but I always feel when I haven't been writing, that there's got to be a reason. Mostly it's because I'm in a spell of brain-farty-ness and I really haven't been able to come up with anything good to write about, but I'm going to say in the next sentence that it is because I've been busy... just watch!) I've been doing a little of this and a little of that and been quite busy trying to get things done. (See?) The apples have been keeping me busy as you know. We seem to have apples and the baking from apples everywhere and I'm sick and tired of trying to find containers in which I can freeze apple juice concentrate. But there's a ton of apples to deal with yet though I do have to say that I was able to find someone to take about 25 lbs of them off my hands. That leaves me with 11 lbs of green apples and I still have a 20 lb garbage bucket of crab apples that Daughter #1 picked quite a few weeks ago. I'll never see the end of the apples and I'm even starting to dream about apples.
While I have been sitting on my duff waiting for the apples to cook, I have been weaving for the most part. I have stopped working on the 50 hour project for my level 5 homework
and have begun to work on a shawl for the upcoming show at our local gallery.
I have been making plans for a few scarves as well. Most of the shawls and scarves that I made last year were given away for various reasons as gifts. So I am left high and dry making things at the last minute as per usual. (What else is new... sigh!)
Then I've been getting this bizarre nesting instinct. I have been wanting to take care of things in the house. It all started when Mom's and Dad's hot water tank started to give problems. I also wanted to move furniture around and make the house a more pleasant place to live.... I'm not sure but it may be that the temperatures are cooling down and I know that winter is not far away. My bedroom has been moved around and I'm looking at buying a new coverlet for our bed as well as new sheets. I would also like to get new window treatments for in there since it is several years since we bought bedding for our room and things are starting to look dreadfully shabby. I had thought of making a quilt but I'll be honest, time is not of the essence for a project like that. Yesterday I got sick of looking at theceiling lack of ceiling in the sunroom and so I got out all the tiles I had wood burned a few years ago and clear coated them... then when Teapot came home I got him to set me up with the air nailer (gotta love that tool) and I put them up... they look awesome even if I do say so myself.
I still have tons to do but the goal is to finish one tile a day until I get them all done. I will need 132 tiles and I have 36 done. That leaves me with 96 to go... 96 days... that's not the end of the world.... right!? I should be finished some time in February give or take with problems that may arise.
Meanwhile level 5 is on hold for now. I have to get to the gallery opening and then level 5 will be on the go.
Then yesterday I got a brilliant idea. I'm going to propose to my guild that we give to our sister guild next year shrunken heads. Now before you gasp in disgust they are not actually shrunken heads. They are felted heads but I have a couple and I hang them on my deck.
I know it is weird but I love them... I intend on hanging them on trees coming in the driveway.... my intention is to make a whole bunch more.... (sorry... I can't help being weird, it's just who I am!!!)... but I thought they would be really cool gifts for our guild to make and then we could send them to our sister guild in Whales for Christmas.... I'm not sure what my fellow guild members will think but I guess I will find out.
So for today I plan on burning a tile.... weaving a block or two working on a shawl that I wove last year but never put together and getting ideas for shrunken heads and maybe even drawing a few. I'm making bread as we speak... it's rising. And I have to cut and cook a pot or two of apples.... first things first I'll cut up the apples. Then while they're cooking I'll get the pans ready for the bread and put on a movie.... then while I'm watching the movie I'll weave. By that time it will be lunch ti..... hmmm... I won't bore you with all that stuff...
So see ya... I'd better get to work and tackle all these jobs... maybe I really am busy after all! I hope your day is full of good things that keep you busy in a happy way.
While I have been sitting on my duff waiting for the apples to cook, I have been weaving for the most part. I have stopped working on the 50 hour project for my level 5 homework
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| These squares are woven with hand spun ramie and eventually will be a table cloth/runner. |
and have begun to work on a shawl for the upcoming show at our local gallery.
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| These diamonds are being woven with a sturdy worsted wool. |
Then I've been getting this bizarre nesting instinct. I have been wanting to take care of things in the house. It all started when Mom's and Dad's hot water tank started to give problems. I also wanted to move furniture around and make the house a more pleasant place to live.... I'm not sure but it may be that the temperatures are cooling down and I know that winter is not far away. My bedroom has been moved around and I'm looking at buying a new coverlet for our bed as well as new sheets. I would also like to get new window treatments for in there since it is several years since we bought bedding for our room and things are starting to look dreadfully shabby. I had thought of making a quilt but I'll be honest, time is not of the essence for a project like that. Yesterday I got sick of looking at the
Meanwhile level 5 is on hold for now. I have to get to the gallery opening and then level 5 will be on the go.
Then yesterday I got a brilliant idea. I'm going to propose to my guild that we give to our sister guild next year shrunken heads. Now before you gasp in disgust they are not actually shrunken heads. They are felted heads but I have a couple and I hang them on my deck.
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| This one is felted.... |
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| This one is ceramic. |
So for today I plan on burning a tile.... weaving a block or two working on a shawl that I wove last year but never put together and getting ideas for shrunken heads and maybe even drawing a few. I'm making bread as we speak... it's rising. And I have to cut and cook a pot or two of apples.... first things first I'll cut up the apples. Then while they're cooking I'll get the pans ready for the bread and put on a movie.... then while I'm watching the movie I'll weave. By that time it will be lunch ti..... hmmm... I won't bore you with all that stuff...
So see ya... I'd better get to work and tackle all these jobs... maybe I really am busy after all! I hope your day is full of good things that keep you busy in a happy way.
Saturday, September 17, 2011
The Apple Of My Eye
44lbs
37 lbs left! That's what I have sitting on the counter in the kitchen. I started out with 44 lbs of apples and I have managed to use 7 lbs of them so far. In between it all I'm trying to weave scarves and shawls.
Do you know what you do with 44 lbs of apples? No?.... Neither do I. I wish I did. I'm making apple juice right now and this will be my third batch. It takes two days to make apple juice. Then I'm using the pulp from the apple juice to make apple and cinnamon pound cakes. I will be so sick of apple and cinnamon pound cakes by the time I finish that I won't want to eat a bight. Still, I just can't throw the damn things away. So I persevere. But the house smells of apples and has done for several days. It's a bit disgusting actually. And while everyone else thinks it smells wonderful.... well, frankly they're not around it as much as I am.... in the end I think it's a bit gross now. At first I thought it wouldn't be too bad.... I'm now starting to rethink that as my fingers are starting to feel raw from all the cutting. Argh. Need I tell you that a friend dropped by with apples?... no... I didn't think so!
Today is sunny again after three days of cold and rain.... I was listening to California Dreamin' by The Mamas and the Papas yesterday... it seemed to fit somehow.
All the leaves are brown.... and the skies are grey ....
So I am glad to see the sun shining beautifully again. The wind is blowing and is taking the rest of the leaves off the trees around my place. It was really strange though since yesterday I took a drive to town and noticed that all along the highway on the way to FSJ the trees were actually still a little on the green side. So for some reason our place in particular loses leaves more quickly than anywhere else. Weird!
I took a walk out to the paddock yesterday with a few apples for the horse.... she didn't appreciate them either. I could smell the rich brown smells of rotting leaves and wet soil... While reaping a harvest of apples will probably be appreciated later in winter, right now I feel that the added odor of rotting apples to the already rich smells of autumn would be a pleasant outcome to my apple ordeal. However, Teapot suggests that rotting apples in the garden might just add another dilemma... that of bears. All around town bears have been raiding apple trees and this is the reason for my apple inheritance. The friends who brought the apples had an abundance in their tree and wanted to get rid of a "few". Little did I know when I agreed to take some off his hands that I was agreeing to 44 pounds. I've even thrown a few in for the alpacas and llama. None of my animals want them. Teapot keeps coming back to the fact that a pig would just gobble them up... so I told him to go find a pig... but he had better not bring it home. (No fleece.... too bad pigs don't have fibre to spin!)
We are getting a pair of rabbits.... yes you read that right. On the 1st of October I will be getting two bunnies that are angora cross breeds... which means that they are not pure angora... a good thing since they won't have hair issues on their faces. But they do have nice spinnable fibre on their bods. Hey! ... I wonder if the bunnies would like apples.... hmmmm! Some good might come of this yet.
Well, I'm off to strain apple juice... hope the "fruits" of your labour make for a bountiful harvest.
37 lbs left! That's what I have sitting on the counter in the kitchen. I started out with 44 lbs of apples and I have managed to use 7 lbs of them so far. In between it all I'm trying to weave scarves and shawls.
Do you know what you do with 44 lbs of apples? No?.... Neither do I. I wish I did. I'm making apple juice right now and this will be my third batch. It takes two days to make apple juice. Then I'm using the pulp from the apple juice to make apple and cinnamon pound cakes. I will be so sick of apple and cinnamon pound cakes by the time I finish that I won't want to eat a bight. Still, I just can't throw the damn things away. So I persevere. But the house smells of apples and has done for several days. It's a bit disgusting actually. And while everyone else thinks it smells wonderful.... well, frankly they're not around it as much as I am.... in the end I think it's a bit gross now. At first I thought it wouldn't be too bad.... I'm now starting to rethink that as my fingers are starting to feel raw from all the cutting. Argh. Need I tell you that a friend dropped by with apples?... no... I didn't think so!
Today is sunny again after three days of cold and rain.... I was listening to California Dreamin' by The Mamas and the Papas yesterday... it seemed to fit somehow.
All the leaves are brown.... and the skies are grey ....
So I am glad to see the sun shining beautifully again. The wind is blowing and is taking the rest of the leaves off the trees around my place. It was really strange though since yesterday I took a drive to town and noticed that all along the highway on the way to FSJ the trees were actually still a little on the green side. So for some reason our place in particular loses leaves more quickly than anywhere else. Weird!
I took a walk out to the paddock yesterday with a few apples for the horse.... she didn't appreciate them either. I could smell the rich brown smells of rotting leaves and wet soil... While reaping a harvest of apples will probably be appreciated later in winter, right now I feel that the added odor of rotting apples to the already rich smells of autumn would be a pleasant outcome to my apple ordeal. However, Teapot suggests that rotting apples in the garden might just add another dilemma... that of bears. All around town bears have been raiding apple trees and this is the reason for my apple inheritance. The friends who brought the apples had an abundance in their tree and wanted to get rid of a "few". Little did I know when I agreed to take some off his hands that I was agreeing to 44 pounds. I've even thrown a few in for the alpacas and llama. None of my animals want them. Teapot keeps coming back to the fact that a pig would just gobble them up... so I told him to go find a pig... but he had better not bring it home. (No fleece.... too bad pigs don't have fibre to spin!)
We are getting a pair of rabbits.... yes you read that right. On the 1st of October I will be getting two bunnies that are angora cross breeds... which means that they are not pure angora... a good thing since they won't have hair issues on their faces. But they do have nice spinnable fibre on their bods. Hey! ... I wonder if the bunnies would like apples.... hmmmm! Some good might come of this yet.
Well, I'm off to strain apple juice... hope the "fruits" of your labour make for a bountiful harvest.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Cleaver T.V.
I just finished watching the second last installment of the Tudors. I love British history and I love British T.V./movies. BBC and I are really good friends. And while I love the Tudors... well, it is a little over the top sexually.
I have begun to think that the art of subtlety is no longer among us. What happened to those directors who knew that the person watching had a brain in their head? Perhaps I live in the eternal deception. Perhaps I'm mistaken in my belief that less is more. I'm sick to death of having my head cleaved apart with over the top images both sexual and violent. Give me something good. Too bad the Tudors is littered with such pointless pornography. It would have been good otherwise though somewhat misleading in their portrayal of British history. (There are blatant changes in the actual history to make the story better... but I ask you what's better than the real thing? I mean in the end Henry the VIII married six women and had no success with any of them... it's a fit story for the soaps... reality T.V. at it's best... why falsify information. It doesn't add to the story. Instead I have to keep checking the facts to make sure that I haven't forgotten all that I learned in school!)
That's it... that's all I got for tonight folks.... I'll be back tomorrow with hopefully something better. Hm!
I have begun to think that the art of subtlety is no longer among us. What happened to those directors who knew that the person watching had a brain in their head? Perhaps I live in the eternal deception. Perhaps I'm mistaken in my belief that less is more. I'm sick to death of having my head cleaved apart with over the top images both sexual and violent. Give me something good. Too bad the Tudors is littered with such pointless pornography. It would have been good otherwise though somewhat misleading in their portrayal of British history. (There are blatant changes in the actual history to make the story better... but I ask you what's better than the real thing? I mean in the end Henry the VIII married six women and had no success with any of them... it's a fit story for the soaps... reality T.V. at it's best... why falsify information. It doesn't add to the story. Instead I have to keep checking the facts to make sure that I haven't forgotten all that I learned in school!)
That's it... that's all I got for tonight folks.... I'll be back tomorrow with hopefully something better. Hm!
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