Friday, March 20, 2015

Wool, Wool Everywhere

Practicing, practicing spinning with some years-old roving,

so I will be rightly prepared when this beautiful fleece I brought back with me from Kentucky
is ready for the wheel.
Help from a friend and my mother last week. They both enjoyed playing with Freckles the Fleece
Getting a longtime WIP off the needles.

In between washing that fleece for the next step,

I wound up some cashmere I splurged on

The view out my crafty room is always nice no matter what the weather. 

and started a very special project.

It's cold and rainy here in the Shenandoah Valley on this first day of spring.
I really don't seem to mind.
Soon the outside gardens and barn will need much attention, and the wheel and needles will be still.
One last day by the fire surrounded by wool is quite nice.



Friday, March 6, 2015

From all that friendship, fiber and sheep goodness at Equinox Farm in Kentucky, we hit the trail.

The Bourbon Trail.

The architecture and storied history of the four distilleries we visited intrigued me.

The up close tours of the systems and distillery methods were fascinating.

All that copper...

Now, that's a still.

...well, just so pretty on so many levels.

Of course, there was a bit of sampling.

Just a bit.

Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Shepherdess in Training

I have been here, doing this,
and working undercover in the barn to learn all I could.

They loved had nothing at all to do with box of cookies I was holding. Really. Maybe.

With many thanks to thecrazysheeplady, 
Who turns out to not be crazy at all, but warm and kind and fun and oh so wonderful a mentor and friend.

Sara squeezed her vast knowledge into my brain as fast as she could,

 and gave me the courage and will to say Yes to the Sheep.

Sheep are coming to Lindenberry.
Thank you Sara. 
Thank you.

Thursday, February 19, 2015

Happy New Year

I found this treasure in a second hand shop in Doylestown, PA last fall.

I have big plans for it involving the roof of a small add on to the barn.
And then,

I await my three sheep.

Friday, February 13, 2015

River Hill Distillery

Just a few miles from our farmhome,
down a proverbial dirt road,
there lies a still.

Where barley and corn become bourbon and whisky.

Fred and Amy, whose family has been farming their land for over 200 years, took us behind the scenes to show us how it's done.


We met a few more neighbors and enjoyed the lively conversation and laughter.
Especially when Fred noted:

I am the only legal still in the county,
but dang sure ain't the biggest.

Saturday, February 7, 2015

And Then There Was the Sunset

Which was just as amazing as this morning's sunrise.

Perfect spectacular bookends.
But it is the in-between that counts.
Just an ordinary day filled with ordinary moments.
 Chicken stock making.
Yard tidying, A little spinning. A little knitting.
On it's way to becoming a spring sock.
A walk along the creek with my mother.
Ma loves the ducks.
A brief visit to an art gallery.
Practicing Asian cookery for the upcoming Chinese New Year.
 {it's a very special 'Year Of'...we I will be celebrating in earnest}
Capped of with a little ride on the Harley thanks to that beautiful sun warming things up just enough to do so on a February day.
Hope you had some moments of contentment as well,

Happy Saturday

I think it just may be a spectacular day.