Olio: a miscellaneaous collection of things
Yes the blog has been quiet. It seemed that every post was another harvest, another canning session, and some stress thrown in for good measure.
The stress from several fronts, a family illness that hopefully is on the healing end and will put about 6 weeks of stress and discomfort to one branch of our children’s family behind them. Stress over the political climate, an immature, ignorant bully for president, a Congress of Good Ole Boys that think “Boys will be boys.” is an adequate excuse to dismiss sexual assault claims, and those claims bringing down on me 53 years of repressed memories of my own sexual assault in high school. I finally have blocked, unfollowed, unfriended many on Facebook and am almost to the point of leaving it entirely. If you are a reader of my blog on Facebook, you might want to start following it from the link on the side of the blog as it may soon disappear from that source.
Fall is in the air and with it comes Fiber Festivals and retreats. Last weekend we traveled north in the state to spend a couple of days with eldest son and family and attend the Shenandoah Valley Fiber Festival. Part of the reason for this trip was to pick up an antique sitting quill wheel that I bought from a friend of a friend sight unseen and the friend railroaded it from it’s original home, to her home, to the festival for me to pick up. She is a lovely little old wheel with some remade parts but she spins beautifully. The wood is stained but otherwise unfinished and dry. Regular treatments of Howard’s Feed and Wax are happening and will continue. This little wheel will be the one that goes with me for living history events. The legs are hand hewn with a draw knife at the top to fit into the mounting holes. The axle is wood and the parts pegged together with wooden pins rather than nails. The only metal are the tacks holding the wheel spindles in place and the quill.
The weekend before last, was an opportunity to be part of a Revolutionary War encampment as a spinner at the Fincastle 50th anniversary Festival. These events draw plenty of interest as people walk through the encampment to see how they are set up, to view the period clothing, the period crafts and old weaponry. At 10, 12, and 2 p.m. the old cannon was primed and fired which in itself is quite a display. I often have children sit in my lap and “help” me spin, lots of pictures being taken by parents, and the child getting to go home with a necklace or bracelet of yarn they spun.
Though fall is beginning to show some colors, we are still experiencing above average temperatures for the time of year. If it didn’t rain a drop in October, we would still be well above the average rainfall for the year, but rain is still forecast today and tomorrow and later next week as well. When it isn’t too hot or too wet we are getting out to walk and a walk in the woods was enjoyed a couple of days ago.
For the past month or so we have had a huge garden spider that took up residence first on the shelter over the heat pump then as Hurricane Florence remnants blew through, she relocated to block the basement door with her huge web and web writing.
Their black and yellow bodies and the web writing fascinate me, as long as they stay outside.
The waning daylight has brought on molt with the hens and their run, coop, and the yard look as though a chicken exploded or they are having pillow fights. A motley looking crew they are and egg production is down to less than 4 a day from the remaining 15 hens. One laid down in the driveway a few days ago and didn’t get back up. None of them appeared ill, and there was no physical damage that showed an attack. It happens.
Their molt also produces some strange eggs when they do lay. One this week looked more like a football than an egg.
The cooler evenings and earlier setting sun have produced some beautiful sunsets lately, this one was captured last night.
Yard work continues as it is still warm and wet. The garden is beginning to shut down, the corn is done and needs to be pulled or cut down, the asparagus tops have browned and need to be cut and burned, the cucumbers are gone. We are still getting some late tomatoes that had a burst of regrowth after the blister beetle blight. The peppers are over whelming me and with no extra refrigerator in the basement anymore, I am going to have to water bath can the rest of the peppers as there is no more room for cold storing them. The second crop of green beans and the lettuce are producing and soon there will be some broccoli and cabbages. After the first frost, the garlic will be planted for next year. The Creeping Charlie is trying to take over and I am at a loss as how to rid it, pulling and weed whacking don’t make a dent. The raspberries still have not been pruned and thinned and they are over run with Creeping Charlie. At this point I may just dig them up, relocate the bed and try to smother the insidious weed with a tarp to try to reclaim that area.
As I have become less active on Facebook, I have taken to Instagram, there I don’t have to see the political climate and can enjoy the pictures of those I follow. I am spn_knt there, but I have to approve you if you request to follow me, I don’t allow commercial followers.
Until I decide to blog again, enjoy the fall colors, be safe, and try to enjoy life.