Everyone's bliss is different. In the holler, there are many simple experiences that put me in the now. My porch early in the morning is a place I can count on for peaceful breezes and a variety of birdcalls , when I combine that with merino and coffee, my contentment is complete.
well, I got the Alto Spindolyn up on the website (where you can read more about it and how it compares to the original spindolyn)... but forgot to post about it here, where you see below a sneak preview of it, laying down beside the original spindolyn and some berry colorish merino..
The other stuff up are the hull-less pumpkins, and the willow leaf lima beans in the garden. Up in the pasture, the black rasperries are beginning to ripen, and the blackberries are plump green. Guess I should talk more about the alto spindolyn, but if I have a minute, I would rather spin on it than write about it.
Even though I have been running in both directions lately, and still don't have the new Alto Spindolyn updated on the website, I wanted to take a minute to post a photo of these forget-me-nots that are blooming down by the pond and reflect a little bit. I appreciate y'alls patience with me.
Some people are blessed with good looks or good luck, good location or great opportunities. Some people have to struggle to just get by.
I was blessed with great folks. Both my Mom and Dad are interesting and inspirational, smart and funny and the best friends I could ever ask for.
I feel blessed that I can still drive the 3.5 hours today to visit them on their farm. Every moment that I can still hear my Mom's laugh over the phone or feel my Dad's genuine hug in person is a blessing.
It doesn't seem to matter to my Dad that he can't remember 5 minutes, so he won't get the "full benefit" of it being fathers day. He will still be loving and cheerful, living only in the moment.
It doesn't seem to matter that mom's diagnosis becomes worse with each weekly doctor visit. She is still cheerful and inquisitive, positive and generous.
I will try and remember this always, and hope that I can strive to be this strong and sunny, no matter how difficult things become.
This is Luke. Luke is a willing, if inept student. He would love to learn to spin on the new Alto Spindolyn, but he ain't the sharpest pup in the litter. He tries his hardest to be good at ranch security, but often barks at his own echo. He gets points for enthusiasm, though!
I know I told some people that I would have the new Alto up on the website by this week...but I am still fiddling, formatting and installing on the new computer, and don't have the web software working quite right, and have orders to fill, but will get to the web updates asap, for now, here is the sneak preview.
Business first~
I am catching up! only running a week behind now, was so excited to "almost" have a post ready for this weekend saying that I was completely caught up! Then two things happened, we had an amazing local flood on friday (6 inches in 1 hour) the creek got out and destroyed a section of fence, driveway, etc, So had to stop everything and clean out the culvert.
Then my laptop adaptor jack quite working. I had to stop everything again and scramble to get the business data and your orders backed up to a desktop computer before the battery died, rats! foiled again. I am learning about laptops, they are kindly fragile.
Now on to spinning, the fun stuff.
I finished that lovely pill bottle cotton and wound it off on a piece of perforated pvc (say that fast three times) the better to dye the singles with my dear.
But when I dug around in my other pill bottle cotton, it was crummier than I remember, not nice like this last little bit, which is probably why it was sitting around in a basket un-spun.
So...what does a southern farm girl do? she declares in her Scarlet O'Hara style that "why, I shall just grow my own!"
