Attempt #3 to Spin Wool

My day started out like this.  My sweet husband cleaned it off for me and I headed down the road.

About an hour or so later I reached my destination there in that stand of trees.

Down the drive.

Back around to the shop (not in pic)

The Superbly Cute Spinning Wheel from Schacht Spindle Company

That is where I met my new best friend. Her name is LadyBug Schacht.  I love her.  This is the third wheel I have tried and I think she is the ONE.  She doesn't look fancy but she is solid.  We got a long just fine.

We spun up a little Cormo.

I can't remember the name of the gadget below other than it was a type of winder.  Pretty handy to wind the spun wool onto til time to ply.

Here it is winding up some spun wool.

The wool going from the wheel ( I can't exactly remember what that piece is called-a bobbin?) to the winder.

When I went to my first fiber festival and even my second one, I wondered what would one do with these braided things.  Now I know.  You spin them into wool.

Plying from the bobbins.

These are camelids of some sort....llamas?  Seem too big for alpacas.  What do you think?

The roads were not as friendly on the way home.

All-wheel drive is a good thing.

This is my little hank of yarn that I spun up today.  For my third attempt, it isn't too bad.

I love it.

 We drove in on the Skyway.

 Apparently it costs $3.50 regardless how far you drive on it.

 Lake Michigan on a cold day.

 Soldier Field where the Chicago Bears play.

Building out on Navy Pier.

 The pillars at Union Station.  Nothing less than impressive.

 Walk into the station, go down a flight of stairs into the great hall, then on down more stairs to the East to the Metra station and the Amtrak Station.

 Our daughter grabbed her bags and hopped on the California Zephyr.

 The train was backed in and she texted and said she was on this last car.

 We walked in under those pillars and came out on the other side of
Canal St.

 We came out from underneath the building on the left.

 Station is under here.

 This was an elevated train that we saw on the way back to Lake Shore Drive.

 Part of the city in the distance.

Driving east on Jackson.

Year of the Pie - Pie #47 Blue Bramble Pie **revisited**

I found this recipe in a big pie book, tweaked it to suit my wants and whims.....and named it Blue Bramble Pie.  ***  I have since tweaked this again.  This is my final tweak!** maybe.  I mentioned in the original post that you have my blessing to use store bought crusts....well, you still do, but not as much.  LOL  Make your own pie crust is you have the time.
1 C. King Arthur Unbleached A/P flour
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/3 C. COLD diced up (small) butter
2-6 T. ice water water

Mix the flour and salt together in a bowl that you can cradle in one arm while stirring with it with a fork in the other hand.   Cut in the diced butter with a pastry mixer.  (you can sit the bowl on the counter for this) Mix well. Then with the fork again, stir in 1 T. of ice water at a time, stirring lightly and quickly, when each T. has been mixed in well, add another T. and do the same until it miraculously comes together and leaves the sides of the bowl clean.  You have a lovely dough ball.  ***you probably won't need 6 t. of water...if just depends (usually it is just 3-4)***
This makes one crust.  

If you like berries....you are gonna love this. It is super easy.
Get two crusts ready and let them chill ( I chill one crust fitted in the pie plate and one crust flat on a cookie sheet lined with parchment paper) while you prepare the rest.
If you don't want to make your own crust....go ahead and buy the pre-made ready to roll out kind. Can you believe I said that? This is how much I want you to make this pie!!!! Really!!

First things first though. Run to Aldi and grab two of these frozen bags of mixed berries. It is the triple mix of blueberries, raspberries and blackberries. Also grab, while you are there in the freezer section one can of frozen orange juice.....the kind you mix with water at home. You might as well grab some flour, sugar and butter while you are there too.

Get the crusts to chilling when you arrive home and set the orange juice out to thaw. Empty the berries into a large bowl to thaw and then remove 1 ½ C. of the berries and reserve this for your husband's ice cream.
Mix 2/3 C. white sugar, 2 heaping T. + 1 tsp. cornstarch, and a pinch of salt.
Take 3 T. of the orange juice concentrate, sprinkle it over the berries and mix together.
Then sprinkle on the sugar mixture and gently blend.

Pour this into the prepared pie crust.
Apply top crust, put cute designs and slits in it and bake at 400° for @ 1 hour. Check after the first fifteen minutes to see if you need to put on the crust shield. Keep an eye on it and turn the pie 180° about half way through, you don't have Accu-bake.
Let it cool about 2 hours before serving.

**While I didn't alter the filling on this post I DID change the crust ingredients, from Crisco shortening to butter.  I don't use Crisco any longer** 
Until next time.

Russian Tea

Big Pot

7 tea bags (I use Lipton)

1-46 ounce can of Dole Pineapple Juice

1 can of frozen orange juice and one can of water to rinse it out

1/3 C. lemon juice

2 C. sugar

Boil 4 C. water and dissolve the sugar in it.

Bring it to a boil.

Add all juices.

Bring it back to a boil.

Add 8 more cups of water.

Heat through.

Steep 7 tea bags for 10 minutes, fish them out and discard.

Let it simmer a bit.

Delicious warm OR cold.

I shouldn't be surprised when God answers prayer and blesses me.  Like he did the other morning.  But I WAS surprised and blessed all at once...all of a sudden!!!!

It is the little blessings that are the biggest it seems.  I guess because when we pray for small, insignificant things we think it is too small for Him, too menial for him to turn his eye towards.  But boy are we wrong when we think like that.  I mentioned on Facebook the other day how blessed I was to see a flock of Sandhill Cranes flying high over head as I stepped outside to get some fresh air after I helped Chris lug a couch up from the basement of a clients house.  Inside I was singing the blues because...lugging that couch up surely wasn't part of the deal.  But God had plans for me...to see those wonderful birds that we only see a couple times a year here in Indiana.   

O.K.  so fast forward a couple days.

It was an overcast balmy 50° and I was waiting on the side porch for Chris to swing by and pick me up so I could go with him on a job.   I was observing two flocks of birds flying around.  They met up and then flew off together.

As they were flying off, a bird in a tree a block away, was squawking and making a racket.  He was big and dark, bigger than a crow, and I didn't recognize him or his sound.   So here is where the blessing came in.  I said, "Oh, Lord, I wish you would have him fly over here so I can see what kind of bird he is."....BAM!!! off of the limb he swooped...he swooped low down towards the street flapping his big wings and he was making a bee-line straight for me on the porch!  He was on a mission.  I was dumbfounded, really.  So shocked and surprised and afraid at the same time because if he stayed on his current flight plan....I was gonna get it!

He was probably ten or so feet off the ground speeding along and at the very last possible moment, as he neared my FACE, he swooped straight up over the porch.

I could hardly BREATHE.  It was amazing.  Breathless I went inside to get the bird identity book and narrowed him down to a bird of prey, possibly a falcon of some sort..  I had never seen one like this before.....

Anyway,   I was giddy the rest of the day.

A Delightful Give Away

A sweet family I know is having an embroidery kit give away here.    The patterns are truly lovely.

 When I came home from spinning class Saturday Chris said he felt like he had a kidney stone.  He was in pain when he and Margaret put up the outside lights.  We are a strand short but we can get that later.  Shortly after they got them up the pain increased.  It takes a lot to get him to the E.R. but he was quite willing to go.  We went, they sent him home on pain meds to pass it....it was a no-go.  We went back Sunday eve. and he stayed til Tues.afternoon when they surgically removed the dear thing.  No photo of it but it was 5mm or the size of a #8 knitting needle.  Everything revolves around knitting doesn't it?  LOL.  He is doing better.  He has a stent in that will be removed soon.

 

Our daughter, Margaret, on Thanksgiving this year. 

Taken by my niece, Emily Rose. 

Attempt #2 to Spin Wool

 I spent this spinning lesson on a Lendrum spinning wheel.  I liked this wheel a little better than the one I used at my first lesson.   It seemed to suit me better than the other.  Kate adjusted it a few times to meet my needs and then everything seemed to flow. 

She taught us how to card using the Schacht carder.  I found the motions of carding to be hypnotic in a way.  Very soothing.  In this card was some dyed Border Leicester locks.  Heavenly.

 

 I was able to spin a little white Cormo wool, Shetland wool and this Border Leicester wool intermittenly .  I changed off and on to get a feel for each wool and to practice adding new wool.  At the end of the class Kate took off  two separate pieces of spun wool and wound each to a plastic bobbin.  Then we made a two-ply piece of yarn by winding them together to the left onto the wheel.  Then we wound it onto the niddy noddy shown here.

Kate then tied them at certain spots and at last I had my two-ply yarn shown below.

Twisted into a hank.

Here is a shot of the Shetland wool and Border Leicester wool before carding.

An up close shot of my very uneven wool...but it's supposed to be like that because I am only a beginner! I love it's character.You can see where some spots were really good and others...not so much.

Until next time.

Attempt #1 to Spin Wool

Yesterday I spent the afternoon learning to spin.  I was able to bring home two samples of my work. Ha!   I tried to remain calm while spinning because I knew that my efforts would not produce a nice little skein of spun wool.  Rather, I spent my time practicing the hand motions, trying to let my muscles get acclimated to the motion of pinching, pulling, holding the wool in my left hand as if it were a bird-keeping control of it but not want to squish the bird, treadling to the right, treadling at the right speed, sitting up straight but sitting comfortably at the same time. 

My first bit of spinning was done with a pretty white wool the name of which escapes me.  There was a lot to take in and I was doing good to sit behind the wheel and function with IT.  This wool seemed to want to be spun, almost as if it had waited its whole life to do it and at last here it was getting spun by a ROOKIE.  Poor little wool.  But it's plight was not in vain.....it gave me hope to spin again.

My second wool was different and oooooo sooooo soft and it seemed that the fibers were a different length so I had to relearn what I had just learned on the white wool.  It was a whole other animal-literally!  It was so very different.  I went back to finish the last little bit of the white wool so I would end my session on a happy note and not a disappointing note.

Here they are side by side...the one on the right seems to look a little happier, but it seemed to be the hardest.

If I thought I should have been able to learn to spin completely and totally yesterday, then I would be a very sad gal indeed today.  But I know it will take a while, maybe a long long while to learn this art and I am willing to make every effort to do it.  So bear with me as I do.   

I don't have a wheel yet so I can only spin when I am at class here.

It was a fun class and part two is coming up in a couple weeks. 

Our teacher was a lovely young lady who is quite accomplished and a joy to work with.  You can get to know her here. 

Trading Post Fibers provided a wheel for me to use.  It looked like this.

Next time I hope to use a different style in hopes to eventually find one that I like enough to purchase.   

Well, that was my first spinning adventure.  It was fun.

In My Part of the World

Chris and I are putting siding on my mother's house and yesterday the sky was so pretty.  I have probably seen this view a thousand times.

Sheepsdown part 3

After I ran out of wool I checked around on Ravelry to see if anyone had some for sale-cheap-like.   One lady responded.  She didn't want to sell, but should would give me a little to finish it up.  How sweet.  She lived very close to New York City and Sandy was headed their way very soon!   She said if she didn't get it mailed out before the storm she didn't know how soon after the storm they would have power and it might take awhile.  No rush....I assured her.  Well, she got it mailed off before the storm and she messaged me later and said they were very fortunate to have NOT lost power at all.  Praise the Lord for that.    The fun part about this is that the computer showed a different shade of wool, which looked like it was the same shade to me....anywhooo, the shades are off but I love it!  So I have renamed it the Hurricane Sandy hat because while Sandy was expected she certainly put a twist on things.

Space Saver

Between the fridge and the wall shelves is a lovely spot that needed to be filled.   We find it a perfect place to put up the magnetic strip to hold knives and such. 

Curtains

We finally got the curtains in the living room up. The windows are still needing replaced but the curtains will prevent people from seeing in at night....which they have done since May :)
But now....they can peek no more.

Margaret saw an idea on Pinterest to use drop cloths as curtains.   We bought brand new ones that we 6 ft by 9 ft and used those handy dandy rings with clips to attach them.  We folded over the top 2 ft.  We took them to the laundromat to soften them up and run them through the cycle with fabric softener.  

Sheepsdown part 2

 Shaping for the earflaps.

 Both earflaps done...could also be a swim suit top.

 It is knit out of sheepsdown.

 It will keep someones ears and neck warm.

Here is precisely where I ran out of wool.  :(

So the little hat will be in this holding pattern until I acquire more.

The Maltese Fisherman's Hat.

Sheepsdown

This beautiful creature is Oxford Gray Sheepsdown purchased from Schoolhouse Press.  I have wanted to knit something with it for a long time.  I decided to knit the quirky little hat known as the Maltese Fisherman's hat from Elizabeth Zimmermann's book, which calls for this same wool.

The Sweater is Finished.

I just need to block it and then it will be considered DONE.  :)

19 years

Margaret turned 19 on Tuesday.  She also took her driver's test and passed and now has a "license to drive"!   She has also booked passage on an Amtrak train to meet for the first time her two sisters and one brother in California!