The first craft show is done. It wasn’t a bust, but not a great success either. There were many vendors with holiday decorations made with artificial flowers and purchased craft store doodads, a few nice country furniture makers, and too many vendors of body products. My spot, though on an inside aisle corner was toward the end of the path though, so many other soap makers had already tempted the buyers. My hand spun, hand knit wearables were out of the price market for most of the buyers. It was an experiment and probably won’t be repeated.
Additional hats and mitts are being knit to further supply the upcoming three weekend holiday markets.
Two new 3 step displays have been purchased for the soaps, lotion bars, and salves. They need to be stained and poly finished before next weekend.
Their footprint is about the same as the crates, but raises the product to a more visible position. As most of my soaps are vegan, I have purchased some organic soy wax and will make vegan lotion bars and salves as well and will have a vegan display and a soy free display. They will be raised above the table height enough that men’s grooming boxes and beard/body oils can be displayed below.
Each of my children were given a crewel work Christmas stocking that I made when they were infants and which they still use. Each grandchild has been given one, either quilted or knitted intarsia. Our 7th grandchild was born this past summer and she will get her stocking this year. It still needs to be lined and some add on ornamentation sewn on and each stocking has a tag sewn inside that is a cross stitched message that says “Made with love, Mom or Grandmom, year” that needs to be stitched and added.
The afternoon of the craft show, our eldest son arrived on a bus to continue working on rebuilding our deck and reinstalling the Direct TV dish. Toward the end of summer, he and his wife set in concrete, a metal post off the corner of the house for it to be mounted on, but it needed to set. In the meantime, they had a medical emergency now ok which delayed further work, but he came to get more done. His wife and son came Wednesday after work to celebrate Thanksgiving.
On one of our excursions out to get supplies for the deck and dish, we went to Rural King and they had chicks. We came home with the lumber and hardware, set up the big rubber brooder tub and heat table with plans to go back the next day to get the chicks. Instead, we had to go back out that afternoon as we realized that something had been left at one of the shops, so bedding, feed, and a new water base were purchased and a dozen two week old chicks were brought home for spring laying.
The Buff Orpington and Welsummers that are almost two have not resumed laying since they molted and we have not gotten a single egg in a month. Eggs had to be purchased for the family staying here and for Thanksgiving cooking. We got 3 each Welsummers, Mottled Javas, New Hampshires, and Olive Eggers. Being almost three weeks old now, they are feathering out and will soon try to fly out of the brooder. A screen is over the top and the heat lamp that had to be added with the heat table because of the cold in the garage will hopefully thwart that attempt. The hens will be moved to the cull coop as soon as the fence is fixed there and the coop will be scrubbed and sanitized so the chicks can be relocated out there when they are 6 or 7 weeks old.
Thanksgiving dinner was celebrated with two of our children and their families. The almost 17 pound local turkey was spatchcocked by eldest son, the sides assembled and a delicious, hearty, mostly local meal was group prepared and enjoyed by all. The left over turkey enjoyed again for lunch yesterday, and gallons of turkey broth made and frozen for cooking over the next few weeks. Eldest son went home with some.
Today is our local granddaughter’s 7th birthday and we will be celebrating her birthday and her Mom’s tonight as her Mom will be away for hers. That will end the November birthday’s for our family. Jim took me to my favorite local restaurant for my birthday last week and I had an awesome risotto with pumpkin, mushrooms, cranberries, and pecans.
During evening hours after a day’s work and knitting have worn me out, caused joint pain, or just stress from the day, I have turned to the calming, meditative art of Zentangle. The two tiles below are the efforts of the past week, never spending more than about 20 minutes a day of refocus and calming.