Badger

The lettuce I planted last week germinated, hope the freeze doesn't kill it.Over-dyed some BFL yarn on the wood stove, just wasn't intense enough, so I added more purple.Skeined the rust colored yarn and washed,spun out and hung out to dry.No one knows how slow the process from animal to finished product is, until you do it.It's a good thing we don't depend on me to make all our clothing. I know why in the old days people only had one or two changes of clothing, and they were passed down until they were worn out, then became quilt peices.My Granny Sproull(husband's grandmother) was one of 14 children, she knew about being hungry,cold and pain.She was the smartest person I have ever known, no formal education, just a graduate from the school of hard knocks.She knew how to kill it,clean it and cook it into the best meal you ever ate.Grow it, pick it and can anything she could get her hands on, one time she peeled tommytoe tomatoes and canned them. She could crochet and sew and quilt the tiniest stitches.She had the drive to get something going and see it to the end.She always did for others in the community, giving food,money or her time.She worked in a mill about 40 years of her life, but managed to get so much accomplished.I was lucky to cross her path. I met her when I was 15, at 16 she taught me how to peice a quilt, I knew how to sew clothing, but learned how to peice,tie the quilt top in the quilting frame, lay on the batting and liner, quilt it, then hem.Granny said when you sleep under a new quilt, whatever you dream will come true.