Friday, April 12, 2013

Lots of Making

There have been local sightings of  hummingbirds the past few days.  I spotted the first one at the feeder this morning.  This winter, I planted snowdrop and crocus bulbs underneath the forsythia along the path to the house.  These are the first snowdrops I've ever planted, and I was delighted to get a bloom this first year.

There's been a lot of making going on around here, getting ready for Mud and Suds at Whynot Pottery next Saturday. Lots of soap, as well as glass garden flowers and wool dryer balls.  I'd given some dryer balls as gifts last year, and was embarrassed to find out a couple of them had unraveled.

 I finally got the felting process down with this batch.  These babies won't be coming apart. The key is to wash them several times in hot water, and dry them along with loads of laundry several times. I believe these went through 8 rounds of drying, while still in their pantyhose "sleeve".

Happy Friday, friends!

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Mr. Nice Guy

There are people and places I want to tell you about, which I hope to do soon.  In the meantime, I wanted to introduce you to our new rooster.  He was in need of a new home, and came to live with us a few weeks ago.  He is a sweetheart, and doesn't appear to be at all aggressive.  He's a handsome thing, and the girls and he are getting along famously.

There was a family gathering here, weekend before last.  Three birthdays were celebrated, along with an uncle visiting from out of state.  It's always a tight squeeze to get everyone in here, and was a rainy day to boot, but it was a lovely day nonetheless.

Exactly a year ago, I told you about a bird landing in my hair.  That was a first.  It's happened twice already this spring.  My hair has always had a mind of it's own. I pretty much keep it pulled back into a ponytail, here on the homestead, but I guess there's no hiding prime nesting material :o)  Though those peonies above are up, don't let them fool you. I was an hour and a half north of here today, close to the Virginia border, and drove through an hour of hail, snow and sleet coming home.