Spinning my Wheel(s)

Yesterday I went and bought some new wheels.  Sleek, rose colored, needs a little wax.  One pedal.  Not a new truck, a spinning wheel!  You all saw it coming.  I have been bit by the fiber bug.  It’s a pity coordination is not my middle name.  I am providing free entertainment if anyone wants to…

Farmer’s Market Fever

It’s an early morning, tint of cold to the air, the dawn waving madly, its rays of sunshine warming all.  Greetings and hugs are given as everyone re-enters from the long winter’s nap.  A bit of a family reunion, catch up, then get to work.  The tent goes up first.  Tents popping against the blue sky in…

Soapy Girls and Their Lyes

  Nancy and I have always wanted to learn to make soap.  I have looked at soap making ingredients and have talked with soap makers and after hearing every warning under the sun about blindness, explosions, and eating through skin, I thought in my innate clumsiness that perhaps working with lye was not for me! …

The Long Farm Lunch

They sat together comfortably at a long table in the vineyard under the trees.  The slight breeze was not menacing but sweet and lifted the warm air so that the scents of flowers all around could be inhaled.  Grapes hung heavy on the vines and the birds sang sweetly.  Friends laughed and poured another glass of…