Monday, 21 August 2017
I decided to do start another knitting project as I wanted a shawl or wrap to wear in the cooler weather at Westfield. This pattern is in the November, 1864 issue of Godey's Ladies Book (vol. 69). I downloaded a facsimile and was able to print out the pattern instructions. Someone has very nicely put the instructions on Ravelry as well. The article in the magazine says the original was made with a varigated violet and black centre and fringe with black and gold contrasting stripes. It says solid colour yarns are cheaper than the varigated colours and natural colours are the least expensive. You can use any weight of yarn for this and the article points out that if you use strong yarns, it is suitable for charity knitting. This is an easy to knit, utility shawl, but it isn't mindful, careful knitting. It's garter stitch, garter stitch and more garter stitch, with a few increases tossed in.
Tuesday, 15 August 2017
The orange cat who was lurking about for the past couple of weeks turned out to be two tiny cats, obviously siblings. One day, the cat on the right came up the the back door and started crying loudly, trying to get in. He turned out to be quite friendly and he let me give him a quick once over. He was super skinny. You could clearly feel the vertebrae and his sides were hollow. His coat was strawlike and very coarse. Of course I fed him. The next day, he came with his brother and I fed the two of them for a couple of weeks. They started to look healthier or at least less starving. The one on the right, who let me pet him started staying around here but the second cat, came and went. Then the brother just disappeared, leaving his brother here, alone. Our orange deck kitty would sit on our laps and purr and purr for as long as you'd let him. He'd cry at the door when he wanted food, water or just for some company. He'd sit on the windowsill all evening until it was too dark to see.
|Phil is another kitty who likes to sleep on wool blankets|
We never did figure out what animal was making the odd noises but it was just before the fox attacks, but we'll never know for sure. Phil's brother comes back once in a while but he is much more feral than our new baby. I guess in all this was a lucky week. Lucky in that so far we only seemed to have lost one chook in the fox attacks and lucky that a sweet, feral kitty chose us to save him.
Monday, 7 August 2017
I threaded the loom in a diamond twill pattern, knowing that I'd have several viable treadling options. The Shaker style rug was done in a tabby weave. This one, with a recycled duvet cover is the diamond twill. The multi-coloured warp shows nicely on the nearly solid rags.
2 rugs down on the 11 1/2 yard warp. I forgot to write down the length of the first rug, so I've only got a vague idea of what is left to weave off. I'm thinking 3 more rugs at most. I'm weaving hems for all these rugs. It's easy to hem them up on the machine and I think they are more durable than fringed rugs.
The other day the skies opened up with once again, another torrential downpour, with lightning and thunder booming around us. I was in the store filled with fabrics, yarn and craft supplies. While I was there only for some thread and piping cord, a couple of skeins of cotton yarn jumped into my arms as I waited out the storm.
I knew that with the day trips we'd be taking, that a mindless knitting project would come in handy while I was in the passenger seat. I've been knitting dishcloths and I learned something interesting. I can knit the first 3/4 of the dishcloth without any issues. I hardly even have to look down while knitting, except for the decreases on the last half. But, when I get half the decreases done, I need to stop because suddenly I'm looking down too much and I instantly get horribly car sick - as in pull over if I holler. So I've been knitting 3/4 in the car and tucking it away until I get home to finish.
Wednesday, 2 August 2017
I'd looked at our market, but the vendor from Niagara with all the baskets of fruit, isn't there this year. We were going to do a run down to the area to get apricots, but my sweetie found some locally. I was thrilled to be able to make a batch of apricot jam. I used pectin and was checking out recipes. To my surprise, the recipe on the Canadian Certo packet insert is different than the U.S. recipe on their website. Not just a little different either. There was more fruit and a smaller fruit to sugar ratio for the same amount of pectin in the U.S. recipe. Presuming the product is the same, I mean it's pectin, then that means the info about making sure you keep the fruit and sugar amounts exact isn't actually that important. Obviously you need enough pectin for it to gel with the lesser cooking time and you need enough sugar to keep the beasties away, but there must be some flexibility. I tried the U.S. recipe. It's fruitier, not as sweet and way better than my previous apricot jam which was good to begin with.
There is also cherry jam - so yummy. I found some frozen cherries in the back of the freezer. I tossed them into the food processor a bit at a time and pulsed them until they were chopped up finely. Jam is a great use for that bit of uneaten frozen fruit. This batch is pretty and so tasty. The bread is gluten free from the freezer section. It's by Little Northern Bakery and it is really pretty decent for a gluten free bread. So much so that the two little sections in the store freezer are often nearly empty or empty of the loaves. It is so much better than the big name gluten free bread - really so much better.
We took a day trip on Saturday. We went to Port Stanley but just kept on driving. It was a little too touristy for us. Just down the road though was Port Bruce. We parked the car and took a trip over the sand dune to the lake. I'd taken my shoes off and ouch, the heat off the sand was unbelievable. The sand is quite dark in colour. It was absorbing the heat something fierce. I had to put my shoes back on or walk in the water, which was a little too pebbly for my tender tootsies. However, with a pair of water safe shoes, the beach would be great. It wasn't crowded at all, despite it being a gazillion degrees out side - hmm, maybe 30° with a humidex of something more. It was pretty and picturesque. The water seemed clean and I'd definitely go there for a picnic and some beach play. The town is tiny though. I think it had only a cafe and an ice cream stand.
We ended up in Port Burwell where we toured the HMCS Ojibwa, a retired diesel submarine. Most of the inside of the submarine is controlled, so despite the fact that the technology is very old, we could look but no photos were allowed. I'm standing at the back of the boat, looking toward the front. It was an hour long tour, which was really interesting and well done. The tour guide had the coolest Doc Marten boots on as well.
Today, at almost stupid early, the guys came from the eco metal recycling place in Hamilton to remove our oil tank. They were here at about 7:30 am and were gone by 9 am, along with our old oil tank. I hardly saw them, though there was a bit of grunting and gentle cussing when they had to haul it out of our basement. At noon, the tree service dumped a chook playground in the driveway. There were 4 of them sitting in various spots on or in the pile of logs only 10 minutes later.
I've been hunting around for something called Gum Tragacanth - used in candy making. So far I haven't found any locally or reasonably close. This will take more research...