Hackle away

Not having a drumcarder (yet) I like to blend fiber on my homemade blending hackle. I had that pink merino braid that I wasn’t going to spin myself, so I wanted to see what would happen if I combed it.

And, well, it’s now silky, smooth, spins like butter but still too pink for me, so I think I’m going to have to look for a new owner… if there are no takers I guess it will sit until I run into someone who’d love a very girly homespun present.

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Meet the critters

This really has nothing to do with art or yarn, but since they’ve been such a big part of my life, I thought I’d introduce the inhabitants of this farm, my bestest friends in any weather, giving me much joy and much heartache.

Too many of them have passed in the last couple of years, so actually this is more like a memorial page. But so be it. Life at the moment is such that those who are gone have not been replaced….

Max

My baby. First and closest for nearly 12 years. He’s gone now this June and I don’t know if that chunk of my heart will ever grow back…. He will most likely appear in photos from around the place more than once, since he never left my side unless locked behind a door, and then he’d shout and whine until I let him back out. Or in. My sweet, giant puppy who thought he could fit in my lap… Rottweiler/Labrador mix.

Also known as Max Motor, Maxmeister, Maxenheimer, Maximax, Maximouse, Porridge Head, Ouchgeeroffofmyfoot!, Teddybear.

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Sunberry slip

In Danish, black currants are called sunberries. I wanted to match the exact colour of black currant jam for a yarn and with a bit of fiddling I think I’ve come pretty close. At least to the image in my mind, and that’s what matters, right? It actually takes a bit of skill making acid dyes (the ones I use anyway) not look so synthetic, but I’ll keep working on it.

I’m going to dye this yarn:

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