I have been silent for a while as life took over life, not due to any malady. The season of fiber retreats is over, getting to do two great weekend get aways in a month, one to Tennessee and one to West Virginia. At both events, I got to socialize, spin, knit, and vend some of my goodies. The second retreat was followed by a quick overnight to help out with eldest grandson for an afternoon and evening and the return trip home to take over the routine with the live in grands. I took very few photos at the retreats, but did get a picture of our cute neighbor in West Virginia and one of a fence lizard that I rescued from indoors.
This week, we welcomed into our family, our sixth grandchild, a beautiful baby girl. We hope we get to meet her face to face soon. She is the third child, second daughter for our youngest son and his wife. What a blessing for them.
More tomatoes, peppers, and tomatillos have been harvested and stored away. Soon the sweet potatoes will be dug, the tomato plants pulled and the garden put to bed for the winter. We have had rain and more rain, producing some wonderful photos of cloud layers through the gaps and over the mountains.
You can see four ridges in this shot with cloud layers in each valley.
Today, I was granted a wonderful opportunity to demonstrate the fiber arts. It was the first of three weekends in a row of practicing my skills in front of people and getting to talk about fiber, spinning, making yarn, using it to knit or weave. Today and on the 16th, I was at the Smithfield House in Blacksburg. I worked in the Weaver’s Cottage, an old slave cabin that was moved from another property and placed where they thought the summer kitchen may have been. Today was a special event and the blacksmith was demonstrating his craft, there was music, nature walks, food, and plants for sale. Because I was in the cabin, I didn’t get to see it all, but it was a beautiful day and so much fun.
Set up with one of my handmade baskets in front of the barrier that protects the antique wheels, loom, and other fiber equipment. The barrier ended up having to be removed as it was wobbly and in danger of crashing down. In the cottage with me was a weaver that was using the Appalachian Rocker Beater Loom.
Next weekend, I will help our community celebrate the 100th anniversary of the Village’s covered bridge at Bridge Day, and on the 16th, I will return to the Smithfield House. Maybe I should buy or make myself a period costume for these events.