Are you old enough to remember this lyric? “July, she will fly”… That’s what this month has been doing. It’s been a month jam-packed with the fullness of a summer on steroids. (By the way, that phrase is from “April, Come She Will“). And ha! It’s now August 3rd.
First, there are the gardens and the farmers’ market. I’ve waited almost a year for cukes to be ready for making pickles again. This year I’m starting pickle season with sweet pickles spiked with hot, dried piquin peppers from France. It’s my version of hot pepper jelly in a pickle.
The gardens are flourishing in the mild summer. We seem to have stolen all the best qualities of summer from England and left them parched and dry as our Arizona desert.
I’m picking bouquets of daisies and globe thistle now, instead of roses. And tiny bouquets of Legion of Honor poppies.
Yet no summer is complete without its downside. Last year it was voles. This year the deer are getting a bit too comfortable coming right up to the house, eating my window boxes!
Two are unharmed and looking great!
While the other two have been a great treat for deer. Grrr….
A few weeks back, I celebrated finishing two tapestries that have been languishing in my stash for a couple of years–one actually longer than that. Well now they are ‘finished.’ If you’re a weaver you know the adage, “it ain’t finished ’til it’s (wet) finished.” In tapestry, there is no wet finishing, but there is a tedious process that needs to happen before the piece is truly finished. Here are a few photos of my process.
First you have to tack all those lose warp threads to the back. This is my least favorite task.
Then the piece can be mounted. I plan to write up a little tutorial on this shortly. Full credit to Susan Martin Maffei who taught this to the Wednesday Group.
Saving the best for last! The height of July brought the birth of our twin grandchildren on Tuesday last week. A tiny girl named Emmeline, and a tinier boy named Rhett, have joined the family. They are preemies, and there were some hurdles, but all is going quite well for both of them. Here are a couple of close ups and then a family shot with their big sister, who is only 18 months. Three under two. Whoa. Our son now writes his last name O5born.
And so goes the summer. I have splurged on some new equipment in my studio! I have a new loom. It’s a Baby Wolf with what must be all the bells and whistles. It has a second back beam with sectional warping capability. It has a compu-dobby. It can be returned to its traditional weaving function with treadles. It can do anything! I have a deflected double weave warp waiting to go on, but at this point I can’t envision when that will happen. And my 8S Baby Wolf has gone to live with a member of my current guild. I hope she will enjoy using for years.
I have a Jensen 30″ Norwegian style wheel on order. I might have it by early fall. In anticipation of getting that gem, I have been spinning through some stash and dreaming about weaving with these random bits I’ve collected over the years. Surely there is a project waiting to be born amongst some of these yarns.
And there are evenings in the garden. Summer is often too long, but not when the weather has been this mild. Keep it coming!