Weaving day

I spent most of the day at the loom weaving a project that it taking way longer than I expected. I planned to weave a ruana for the show coming up and I based the measurements on the ruana that my daughter wove way back when she was 11 years old.

When I took the measurements of this piece I assumed that we had warped this using double weave--to come up with a double width fabric in the back and two separate layers for the fronts. That was assumption #1 that was wrong. I planned colors of stripes to coincide with two twill patterns. As I was winding the bouts of warp I put them in the raddle for my AVL 8-shaft loom. It occurred to me part way through that I needed 16 shafts to weave the 2 layers that I planned. OK, no problem. Since I hadn't yet wound the warp onto the beam I could move the warp to the 16-shaft AVL.   This was a tedious project to thread. With the help of the computer (and a lot of trial and error) I figured out how to thread this and then have the twill lines reverse on the bottom layer.

I also used the computer to figure out how avoid 3-thread floats between the transitions of the two patterns. This is one layer (shafts 1-8). I did another draft for the 2nd layer (shafts 9-16) and then interspersed the tie-up to create double width and again for two layers.

Here is the fabric on the loom. I am using the Zephyr 50% wool/50% silk yarn that I carry in my shop. The big mistake I made was planning this at double weave instead of just weaving one really long strip and sewing them up the back. My assumption about the original ruana was wrong--we did it just that way, not double weave. I'd have been finished a long time ago if I had woven one long strip. The double width isn't so bad except that the yarn is so dense that I had to pay close attention to make sure that threads weren't catching. Here is the system I rigged up for that.

A glance in the mirror each time I change sheds shows if it is clear or not.

The harder part is now that I'm weaving the two separate layers. Two shuttles is much slower than just half the speed of using one shuttle. I think I have another couple of hours tomorrow and then this warp will be finished and I can move on to other projects to finish in the next two weeks.

Here is a weaving project that is very different from the ruana. In a previous post I showed this pile of mohair and yarn scraps that was working on in Oregon:

This is what it turned into. Thanks to the ever willing Shelby for modeling. (Without a model it would probably not look much different than how the fiber looks piled on the table.)

A few days ago I wove another.

This will be in the Artful Fiber show at the Artery to accompany this painting:

There is something about this painting that makes me think of a fluffy boa.

Publicity photos

I have been asked to participate in an event at UC Davis on November 20 called New Media: Making Agricultural Marketing Personal. Chris was home so I asked him to take some photos. I had a vision of me sitting in the field with a laptop with sheep all around me. First I thought I'd use the ewe lambs that I've set aside for Rusty to use. They weren't so insterested in just staying with me.

Then I tried the ewes in the pasture (and I bribed them with grain).

A fun weekend away

  I spent the weekend with Shannon of Kenleigh Acres and Joan of Mud Ranch at Shannon's place in Oregon. The original purpose of the visit was to pick up Clint, a ram lamb for this year's breeding line-up.

But Joan and Shannon and I turned it into a private retreat.   I taught Joan to spin. Joan gave me photography pointers. Shannon helped both of us with sheepdog issues.  I was trying to figure out what Shannon got out of this deal and I realized that it was Houseguests.

Here is Joan spinning away on the Ashford Travellor double treadle wheel, which worked really well for her.

Shannon is giving Joan's collie, Hank, his first lesson.

Joan's Dad is getting pointers from Shannon on how to train his Australian Shepard, Harley.

This is the English Sheepdog puppy, Tolo, at the end of a leash held by Joan's mom.

Rusty waited patiently for his turn.

Shannon put Rusty through his paces.

It could be said that Rusty is a little too enthusiastic. But more to the truth is that Rusty has been confused by his handler (that would be me). It was very helpful to work with Shannon because she saw things that I was doing that are counter-productive to the way I'd like Rusty to behave as a sheepdog.

I spent some time working on one of the many projects that I brought with me.

I'll post photos tomorrow of what this became.

Shannon felted a bowl and several soaps while I worked on my fiber project.

It rained all weekend. After all, this is Oregon-what did we expect? The rain cleared on Saturday afternoon, but on Sunday it seemed continuous. The rain has its advantages however.

This fence post holds a whole ecosystem on it's top.

On the way home I felt as though I had changed seasons. After about 3 hours of driving in the rain I was back to California.

Mt. Shasta always is a spectacular scene.

Rabbitbrush in bloom is a colorful contrast to everything else that is so dry and dusty right now.

Solano Grown debut

Here we are in our spiffy new shirts standing in front of Chief Solano after the Board of Supervisors meeting in which we presented Solano Grown. If you really want to see Chief Solano you need to see this photo.

Although the presentation was only about 5 minutes we were in Fairfield from 9:30 to about 1:30. We had to wait a few hours until it was our turn and then we worked on a few more things to be ironed out as far as logo use and membership guidelines.

Finally back home, I worked on untangling the gold thread for the project on the loom now.

I have added the gold thread as a supplemental warp in part of the black border, but it doesn't show up very well.

Lamb Festival

The Lamb Festival (used to be Lambtown) was last weekend. I was so busy that I didn't get very many photos of the event. I have been on the Board and organized the classes for 3 of the last 4 years, but I have already given notice for next year. Someone else can have a turn...maybe someone that doesn't have quite as many things going on as me.  I had a vendor booth, taught, a class, managed the registration table, and showed sheep all at the same time. How? Thanks to my good Farm Club friends and others. Jacki, Shelby, Kathy, Tina, and Anna all helped. Shelby showed the sheep with the help of my husband. Too bad we don't have photos of that. Granite, the ram lamb that won Reserve Champion at Black Sheep Gathering received a Champion ribbon although I'm not quite sure how the divisions were set up.  Here are a few photos.

This knitted vest was awarded "Best Item of 100% Jacob wool", sponsored by meridian Jacobs. Isn't that gorgeous?

And here is some beautiful Jacob novelty yarn.

My friend, Nancy Jane Campbell, did a fantastic job of organizing the Sheep to Shawl contest and the Spinning Contests. One of those was a spinning triathlon which included blind-folded spinning as well as spinning with rubber gloves.

The Lamb Festival was on Saturday but we had addional classes on Sunday, three of which were held at my place. While I taught a weaving class and Nancy Campbell taught knitting at the shop, Rebecca Burgess set up in the barn and  taught Natural Dyeing. Here are some photos of the class samples.

These are yarns that Rebecca brought with her. Rebecca has a fascinating message and you'll hear about it in future posts. It's too late now to explain more but if you google Fibershed you'll find out about it.

And what was happening at home? I put these 4 ewes in with Savor before leaving for the Lamb Festival and when I came home they were all marked. I think my sheep are ready.

What do I do all day?

What have I been doing all week? Way too much to write down and maybe not all that interesting. But I'm so busy that although I'm always taking photos and thinking of good blog posts I just haven't had time. Here are bits and pieces of this week.

I finally wove some more baby blankets. I have customers waiting.  After I took the blankets off the loom I realized that I had a lot of skipped threads along the left side of many blankets. I know why--has to do with combining 7 threads as one in the warp and trying to use 2 threads wound together on the pirn with a fly-shuttle. Just enough drag on the shuttle to cause it to catch the warp threads. AHHHH. That means a lot of fixing. My $/hour just went WAY down. Here are some of the 17 blankets.

These blankets will be on my website after I get better photos. That's another thing I spent time on. I tried in the sun and in the shade and none of the photos were very good. Back to the drawing board.

I have projects on three looms right now. Two are for the November show at the Artery. One is for my friend, Irene, owner of  Cotton Clouds. That project will be a surprise, but here is a preview:

14 carat gold thread--use sparingly!

This is more of the project. All of these yarns are going into the warp!

In the meantime there are sheep things going on. Savor, one of the yearling rams, had been with a group of ewes and I needed to put him somewhere temporarily. I didn't want to put him back with his buddy, Tioga, because I figured that they'd have to fight it out first and I can't deal with that right now. So I gathered up the ram lambs that are left and put them all together. Usually the lambs bow down to the older and stronger ram and leave him alone. There is posturing, but if they know what's good for them they won't antagonize the big guy.

At first I thought it would be OK.

They look friendly enough, but finally Savor started threatening one of them more seriously. It happened to be a ram lamb who is already sold for breeding but hasn't gone to his new home yet. I needed to separate them because I didn't want to take a chance.

The ewes were all looking hopeful that they would get a chance to mingle with the rams. "We're ready! Come hither!" Notice the double fence.

Last but not least--someone in this house has no problem taking naps:

Moving hay

I went to a Sheep Field Day at UC Davis yesterday. Good program, but that's not what this blog is about. Look what I found when I got home...

It may not look like it, but this is a good thing. This is what is left from 3 stacks of hay.  My husband had started to move it into the barn.

We have to stack all this hay by hand. Notice I say "we". That's used loosely. I helped after I got home, but I had gravity on my side for a lot of it. I am good at knocking the hay off the stack. Then I used the hand-truck to move the bales into the barn. Dan did all the stacking. I'm lucky that Dan likes to have a good work-out now and then.

Here is Dan dropping hay off the 4th stack. In 4 stacks of hay there are 320 bales. I bought 20 tons of alfalfa so each bale  is about 125 pounds.

All the hay is in the north end of the barn. (The hay in the stall is left over from last year.)

Its good to know that we can stack that much in one end of the barn.

It seemed that a Sunday morning newspaper was a privilege well deserved. Note cat position. It's hard to get good photos of a black cat.

A welcome sight

For the last several years I have been getting hay from a grower north of here. This year I ordered 4 blocks of hay and called several times to make sure that it would get here in time to get it in the barn before it rained. I was wondering if I needed to call again. Then I walked into the north end of the barn and out the south end and was face to face with a stack of hay! The first block was delivered while I was hauling sheep to butcher.

Three more blocks. This is a total of 320 bales.

It is fine stemmed and perfect for sheep.

While in the barn I took sheep portraits.

IDEAL Sunny's Summer

Kenleigh's Terraza

Meridian Fanny

Fanny's daughter, Fran

Meridian Bridget

Amaryllis

Quail at dusk

I love California quail and we have hundreds of them. They live in the blackberry bushes and the quailbush, both of which have grown completely out of control. When I went out to do chores I saw the quail on this fence rail and went back to the house for my camera. It didn't take long before all the quail headed for the blackberries where they spend the night.

Overworked Computer?

I had plans to do all kinds of stuff at my computer last night. Update my blog, make website changes, Facebook, update sheep lists after selling a lot of lambs, update photos of sheep, work on handouts for a weaving presentation, etc. Aren't computers infuriating? It was soooo sloooooow. It took a half hour just to close the programs that were open. (I controlled myself and only clicked the red x or box  once for each task.) It took another half hour to for the computer to turn off and restart. I ran a mal-ware program overnight. No malicious content. Maybe the computer just needed a rest. This morning it seems OK although all I have asked of it so far is to show me e-mail. Sometimes I have another problem when I work at the computer. This I can identify:

I'm told that getting an Mac would solve all of my computer problems, but I don't think it would take care of the one above.

While I'm showing Ozzie photos, here is Ozzie with a mouse that friend, Jackie, knit and felted and filled with catnip. Isn't it cute?

Petunias off the loom

Remember this photo? Here are the results of my weaving:

I made a warp long enough for two throws. (They were going to be shawls but because I wanted to keep all 16 colors the warp was too wide to turn into shawls.) This photo is a throw woven with a fine cotton weft so which you see the warp stripes, although it's hard to really see all the colors.

I wove the second blanket with chenille yarns in the same colors and order as in the warp. If you could see the whole blanket you'd see that it starts with green on this end and finishes with blue on the other.

Julia, who is the felting half of the November Artery show, and I got together a couple of weeks ago to get a photo to be used for publicity.

Julia brought Lisa, her neighbor's daughter  visiting from New York, who graciously agreed to be our model.

Isn't she great?

I could weave O'Keefe inspired fabrics forever, but it's on to Mondrian.

Farm Club Shenanigans

We had an unscheduled Farm Day yesterday.First order of business was chores.

Stephanie greets the Farm Club. She seems to enjoy pestering Kathy. I think she must smell Kathy's goats. Everyone had a chance to milk a little.

We're only milking one side because the kid is nursing from the other. This is Tina milking.

Here is Shelby. I haven't been putting Stephanie on the stand because she is easy to milk and I'm only milking one side once per day.

We were going to start trimming feet, but got side-tracked when Rusty decided to roll in the leftovers from yesterday's butchering. The guys that butcher clean up well, but there is always something smelly left. I think he found the rumen contents.  I had just made Rusty an appointment at the vet to remove a foxtail that he'd picked up that morning. I didn't think that my husband or the vet would be too crazy about holding a really stinky dog. So dog-washing was in order.

We don't get too fancy with this. A hose and some soap.

Usually I wear my rubber boots or flip-flops. We were trying to keep our feet dry but get all the soap off of Rusty.

Tina and Kathy are trying to get the dogs to pose. Rusty is back from the vet already (foxtail in right ear) and Mobi (Jackie's dog) wants to play.

We moved on to trimming feet, putting my squeeze chute/flip table into service again.

To get more work done we also tied some of the sheep to trim feet. This is a lamb that needs to be halter broke anyway because she is one I've chosen to keep.

The dogs keep watch. Note the trimmed feet. I have trimmed his feet three times this year to avoid foxtails in the toes.

"Well, if you're not going to let me work, I'll just lie here."

We quit trimming about noon. I forgot to take photos of the chute being used for sheep with varying horn types. I think I need some modifications to use it more effectively. Shelby offered to be a sheep. I'm not sure these are the photos I need to work on the modifications, but laughter is always a good thing.

Somehow the Farm Club is starting to remind me of the YaYa Sisterhood. We're accepting more members!

Visiting weavers

I had two visitors the other day. Both are weavers. I didn't realize until they got here that I knew one of the women...well, sort of. I hadn't met her, but I had sold her some yarn a few years ago. Later my friends and I had driven about an hour to see a show in which her piece was entered only to find that the gallery was closed that day. (No problem because with these friends I could probably have a good time even waiting for a dentist appointment.) What does this have to do with anything? Lea brought the piece that had been entered in the show so that I could see it up close. This is an over-sized clothing tag woven that Lea wove.

Lea can explain her mission much better than I can. Here is a link to a presentation she made a few months ago.    It's worth the 16 minutes of watching. This is only one of Lea's fascinating ideas. I have just spent the last hour on her website looking at all of her creative and unusual projects and items for sale. Take a special look at the Worlds Smallest Post Office!

Lea's friend, Robin, was the person who made the appointment to visit. She is exploring ideas for combining fiber farming with weaving and creating a business and that is why she wanted to talk with me. So I spent a lot of time talking about what I do. I wish that I hadn't talked so much but had spent more time listening to these two fascinating women. Maybe they'll visit again!

Our Visit to Texas

I showed photos of my daughter's graduation in my last post. We had quite a full 2 1/2 days visiting in Texas. I must say that when we left the airport building to find the truck I understood what is meant by the phrase "suffocating heat". Our 100+ days don't come with the humidity. That sure makes a difference.

We had a little time to kill between leaving the airport and going to Texas State where Katie had to take her last final (5 p.m. the day before graduation). Cabella's was on the way and air conditioned. We wandered around Cabella's looking at all the mounted animals and saw everything from elephants to muskox to prairie dogs...or should I say from Armadillos to Zebras?

Katie gave us a tour of Texas State. It is a beautiful campus.

On Friday Katie showed us the Blanco River where she and Kurtis go to cool off. The river is low now and full of algae. A few weeks ago there was water covering these tree roots and rocks.

I love how the cypress trees spread out at the base.

We climbed about a million stairs to the top of Mt. Baldy, the highest point in Wimberly, where you can some perspective of the country.

Here is another graduation photo in case you missed the last post (!) This is Katie with Kurtis, her boyfriend.

Saturday morning we went riding around the property where Katie has been living. The last time Dan was on a horse was when he was in seventh grade. Katie is riding Libby, her 12-year old mare that moved with her when she left California. Dan is on Slim, a 12-year old quarter horse who was a recent acquisition and a very good deal. He was given up by his previous owner because he was too arthritic for barrel racing. He seems fine for the light work he is getting now. He is also a lot happier than when he was kept in a stall almost 24 hours/day.

My turn. I'm on Libby. She is much calmer than when she was in CA. Is it her age or the fact that she and Slim roam around on 20 to 80 acres when they aren't being ridden?

Isn't Libby a pretty horse?

Slim looks forward to his bath after being ridden.

Libby, not so much.

Slim loves the water. Katie and Kurtis and the horses are moving to Vermont next month. These horses are going to have to start growing some hair.

We few home in the evening, chasing the setting sun. With the sun on the west I had views of reflected water and was fascinated by these patterns. But it couldn't keep my mind off the quick trip to see my daughter. She'll be moving even farther across the country now. I hope to get to Vermont in the fall.

Graduation

We spent the weekend in Texas so that we could attend my daughter's graduation from Texas State at San Marcos.

She graduated Magna Cum Laude with two degrees.

We couldn't be more proud.

Earning your keep

Alas, no photo. But maybe you wouldn't want this photo. Ozzie, our kitten (who is featured in a few blogs not too long ago) killed his first mouse! I felt bad taking it from him, but I was not sure that he was even big enough to eat it. So this is great news!   ...but Ozzie lives in the house and doesn't leave it (too close to a busy road)...that means he found the mouse in the house. Not such good news. While Ozzie is hunting to protect our stores of food from ravenous rodents, Rusty earns his keep with sheep.

This is the group of ram lambs that are left here.

The other day I took Rusty over to work with Jackie's sheep. She has four sheep and is anxious to start training her dog using her own sheep. We're using Rusty to get her sheep accustomed to being worked by a dog.

Marley, the Wensleydale, wasn't cooperating at first. Rusty is hesitant when a sheep looks like it is going to resist. He has been bashed by more than one ewe with horns and I am trying to help him become more forceful.

We're getting movement.

Job well done.

This seemed to be the coolest place for Rusty. Or maybe he thought that it was the only place that the guinea hens weren't going to bother him.

Sheep flipping

Several years ago after my second back surgery I bought  a turning sheep squeeze chute. I used it for a few years and then stopped because I felt like I needed a second person to help with it. It seemed to work better if someone held the sheep's head still. My theory is that sheep with horns struggle when their horns get stuck in the spaces between the expanded metal side (that's what my husband says that mesh is called). The sheep with 4 horns that have stubby side horns don't seem to have as much of a problem and I think it's because they don't panic as they would if they felt their heads trapped. I'd been thinking of selling the chute, but then decided that maybe I could modify it. I started by securing cardboard over the side with the mesh. That will not be a long term solution because the cardboard is pretty much destroyed now. But its a start.

Shelby and Jackie were here to help take fleece samples from all the yearlings (19) and trim their feet.

After you squeeze the sides of the chute you can turn the whole thing on its side.

Then you drop the floor so that you can easily get to the feet.

There are a few bars on the side of the chute that you can release so that you can get to the side of the sheep. I take fleece samples of all the yearlings so that I have at least one micron measurement and it's taken at a consistent age.

There are still some bugs to work out. I think that if I could make a space for the head that would accommodate the horns but that the sheep didn't think it could climb through the whole thing might work better. We'll have to work on it.  I think the last time I used the chute it was with a couple of teenagers who were called in to help and argued until one or the other left the scene and then the other sulked. This was much different and vastly more pleasant. I must say that Jackie and Shelby got along just fine--no whining heard. Thanks!

Weaving Inspiration

Remember the O'Keefe painting that I used for inspiration for chenille shawls?

Here is one of the finished shawls.

The next one is Petunia #2:

The red canna shawl has 12 colors in the warp and I had a hard time fitting them all in. There are 15 colors on the table now and I don't want to leave any out. Since I couldn't decide what to do I decided to wind a warp with all 15 colors in a paddle and weave some scarves before I move to a large project of a shawl or throw. Here is what that looks like on the loom:

More to come later.

New experience for Stephanie

When dairy cows or goats have their babies, the calves and kids are raised away from the mothers.

Stephanie gets a chance to raise her baby. Stephanie is one of Chris' original goats and I bred her to kid at the State Fair Nursery. I'm not in the goat business and  don't want to bottle-raise a kid,  so I'm letting Stephanie take care of her baby. Stephanie potentially will produce far more milk than her single kid can handle, so for her health and the health of the kid, I am monitoring her production. I didn't feed grain prior to the birth and she is not getting grain now because I don't want to encourage more milk production. So far it seems that the kid is nursing from just one side so I am milking the other side once/day.

This is Paulette who lambed at the fair with these nice twins.

Exploring our County

I've lived in Solano County for 25 years but I had never been to Lynch Canyon until today. Lynch  Canyon is only about 1/2 hour from our place and offers an "open space" experience just minutes from urban centers. It is about 1000 acres managed by the Solano Land Trust and open to the public for hiking, horseback riding, and mountain biking.

The Lynch Canyon property is just off the freeway between Vallejo and Fairfield, both good size cities. As we approached Vallejo we saw the fog lingering over the hills. Coming from our end of the county we were dressed in shorts and t-shirts and couldn't imagine being cold. It's easy to forget how different the weather can be when you get closer to the S.F. Bay. However, the fog was burning off, and even with the wind we didn't stay cold long.

I can imagine how pretty this area must be in the spring when everything is green and the wild flowers are blooming. It is very dry now, but the sky was a gorgeous blue and the views were amazing.

The green valley below is where Hwy. 12 enters the Napa Valley.

Not too many wildflowers right now--or at least not much variety. There was plenty of yellow star thistle...

...and purple star thistle...

...and tarweed. None of these are desirable plants, but the sweet smell of the tarweed brings back thoughts of riding my horse in the dry hills during high school. Isn't it amazing how smells can trigger memories?

Surprise! There were two dry ponds where these purple flowers (mint family) gave a valiant show of color.

This view is looking north.

Can you get the feel of the prevailing wind from this photo? Those are bay trees which are sculpted by the constant wind.

Even though the dry hills are not as appealing as hills covered with green grass and flowers  there is beauty here.