Today was the day to dye (not die, dye). Unfortunately, the water at the shop is frozen and, since the hot water heater there was disconnected because it was leaking, there's no way to have fun mixing up a witch's brew of colorful fleece.
The building owner doesn't seem terribly perturbed by the frozen pipes. I'm wondering if they're about to burst! I'm hoping nothing above the dropped ceiling in my little shop (one room in the bigger yarn shop) gives way. I have a ton of valuable spinning fiber in there!
So I've taken the opportunity to schedule an overdue doctor appointment this afternoon, and in the meantime am making a valiant attempt at organizing my yarn stash. Emphasis on the word attempt. Any hints or encouraging thoughts from fellow fiber freaks out there??
Of course, there's a planned venture out into the sub-zero weather to feed the sheep and give a bottle to a pair of twins whose elderly mother isn't making enough milk to satisfy them in this frigid cold.
And maybe I'll actually get a chance to knit today! Fingers crossed.
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Welcome to blogging. I shall be back. You have a very different life than I do and I find it interesting!! I always wanted to be a farm wife...but that is different than being a farmer.
I've often thought I needed a "farm wife"! I like a nice, neat house, but with the demands of work and critters, it's NEVER presentable. A friend suggested pooling money to play the lottery, and if we won, hiring a "house boy" to cook, clean, and do all the heavy lifting while being decorative at the same time. Old ladies can think like that without blushing too badly LOL!
I've come by via the Sock Knitters list and thought I'd say hello. You certainly seem to have got the hang of blogging ok. Welcome to Blogland :)
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