If your long term memory serves you, you’ll remember that we planted our garden in oh something like June. Great tomotoes, zukes, herbs, cukes, a pepper or two, some flowers. I planted a few rows of carrots in the front of the house. They are directly in line with the automatic sprinklers. I planted figuring that by October 1 I would be rolling in sweet delicious carroty goodnesss. Well no.
This is how the entire crop came out! Dozens and dozens of these gourmet carrots (after thinning during the summer). I should have put a dime or a pin head next to this carrot for scale. I’ve eaten a few of them and even though they’re only 1.5″ long and 1/16″ in diameter, they are full of carroty goodness.
Early this morning, for me at least on a Saturday, I mentioned in an email what i hoped to do today: watch 350 yds of generic wool/mohair blend dry over the heater vent, rake leaves into a couple of big piles, having one of the local boy scout troups blow out our sprinklers before we get a hard freeze, a motorcycle ride with friends, then back to spinning. What didn’t fly? The motorcycle ride or the spinning. Instead I pulled together a crock pot dinner of leeks, carrots, potatoes and chicken in a creme sauce. Oh yum!!! No picture sorry. Tomorrow? not sure. I had the Boy Scouts bag up most of the leaves and put them where the trash man can pick them up Monday.
I had some bobbins to clean off so I plyed yesterday. This is from roving I picked up at the Richland Farmers market. It’s from Fehrenbacher Farm in northeast Oregon, just south of the Washington border. It was just marked wool/mohair, not a very soft hand but does have a nice halo. It goes in the weaving pile.
Knitting wise I have been doing a couple cowls. Cowls are the new scarves you know. On is the Seaweed cowl n some of my handspun and the other is the, well I’ll have to look it up for when I finally take some pictures of them.