Where was Moses when the lights went out?

My grandmother used to say that when she came to stay with us and slept in the bottom bunk of my bunk beds. "Where was Moses when the lights went out? Down in the cellar eating sour kraut." Huh? I know...she also used to love to tell me HER mother's favorite thing to say to the passel of kids that she gave birth to..."go outside and see if I'm there". Fitting. I use it to this day but instead of kids, I say it to Tank and Sasha. Well? What would you say to a Thundering Herd in a small space?

Lord have mercy...the Contemporary Crafts Market is coming sooner than I can stand. The first weekend in November looms like the full moon that has been greeting me at both ends of my day lately. BOOM. What happens when such a deadline approaches in these parts? Most surfaces of the S house, AKA lisaknit.com become covered with some wooly thing or another .

Yeah, I am on a roll and there is no one to roll up what I am rolling out. Focus, Lisa. Tank sez...ma, what's this doing here? Get a grip!

Every surface.

The completed run of Bronze age silk/merino plied with merino. I had some more merino left over and so I plied THAT with a bobbin of Riqueza's baby fleece that had been languishing on the other side of the room...the Rose side of the room. (she is getting a little pissed off at my turn of affection toward the Spin Tech but SHE gets to go to Santa Monica with me...)

Now, to prove that I have been earning my tennis elbow, I give you what I have created with a circular needle and a pile of odd things; the finished bag, er, body of the Desert II commission. You can see that the places where I tucked in some bits of handspun angora are starting to bloom a bit, with all of the handling. Yes, I am going to take this for show and tell because there will be little time to create much else before things need to be displayed for all to see.

Now, I want you all to realize that the greatest compliment that a spinner/dyer can give is to buy and use the yarn of another of her/his clan. I bought this wool in May, at the Maryland Sheep & Wool Festival. It was spun by Maureen McGlynn Pritchard, who goes by The Barefoot Spinner. She has a wonderful way with color and there is nothing like color over natural colored wool, which is why it is fitting so nicely in with my colorway for this garment. I give this to my client...a piece of my own personal stash because it just fits. I get to be the conduit for a change.

Speaking of conduits...my handsome and talented friend Tom has set up a blog.

On to somber things, here at the end of this writing. My little town has been put into the news, with the murder of a woman out in the back and beyond. This is the part of Lafayette that people just don't usually know about but we know about it because the is the area where our son and his fiancee will be getting married next April, at a place nestled in a little valley below the murder scene. Ugh. This is at the end of a dead end road out in the woods, people. The palace that was being built was carved on a hill above homes of artists and other quiet folks. I can only imagine the chaos that the trucks and trucks caused on the narrow road leading out to the construction site and just how scared I would be if I lived out that road (one that by the way would be inescapable if there were ever a fire out there.) with the loss of innocense that such an event brings. My condolences to Mr Horowitz and his family and to all of the neighbors that now must lock their doors. This just stinks.

Comments

[Sam]

As ever, Lisa, your work is a delight - the sweater is turning out beautifully, and the Bronze Age is luscious. I hope the show is a trememdous success for you. I'm so sorry to hear about the other - heard about it at work last night. How awful.

[Angela]

That sweater looks delicious - my kind of Desert.

Showed off your Joseph's Coat Merino and Wild Things Silk/Merino at my spinning retreat this weekend so think you may be getting an order or 2 more from BC.

[AlisonH]

That sweater is gorgeous. And I covet the fluff in the tub there. Beautiful.

I heard that news and wondered how close that was to you. I'm so sorry. I'm afraid I know too well what it's like... The FBI, seven years ago, was investigating the suicide/murder of the Russian owner of a start-up software company and his family. Who lived on our street. Whose 12-year-old son was my daughter's classmate. I had a news anchorwoman try to stick a microphone in my face for simply trying to take a walk a few days later. I cannot tell you how awful it all is--but you already know.

The neighborhood does quiet down, and things do get better. There will always be a grief attached to that house, but the normalness of everyday life eventually seeps back in to normal everyday life. (Though I still wish the people living there now would paint it a different color, do something to change its appearance. But most of the time I can ignore it.)

[Helle From Denmark]

Look GOOD!!:-)

Sound like you have to put yourself into first speed mode, and get something done dear.......that is of course, if you are planning to sell anything!*GIGGLE*

What a weight you have for your yarn.......makes me think that we have been told to buy a weight because of Michael.....with 1 gram interval.....that will cost a HOLE farm in Denmark to get a good one like that..!!

[Lisa S]

Thank you, Helle. I use a Tanita digital scale. I bet that if you google for scales, you could find something that would not cost a Danish Farm or a California burial plot.

[Nancy J]

MOses was down in the cellar eating saurkraut because the saurkraut is fermenting and ... (you get the picture). I grew up with that one ,too...