wednesday morning

It has finally turned cooler and the sun is much later to rise.

Puttering around before going into work.

The lace scarf I'm working is a lovely pattern of leaves

knit in a dusty shade of plum merino wool.

Dearest V once told me she thinks of leaves when she thinks of me.

I can't think of any sweeter than to be associated with leaves.

xo, j

pumpkin patch

Saturday I went to my favorite orchard with the intention 

of picking apples, but it was so crowded I bought some in the 

farm shop and made for the pumpkin patch further down the road.

The three beautiful Clydesdales pulled a wagon 

full of hay and visitors around 'None Such Farm.'

I loved the jingling of their harness and the thunder

of their hooves as they trotted along side the fields.

Three pumpkins found their way home with me.

(one orange, one white and the variegated one shown)

Soon I'll be carving their faces and roasting the seeds.

The grey wrap is my latest weaving project.

(Again, I'm found out in the park dressing trees!)

A young man and his dog couldn't help but stare

as I smiled and wished them a good day.

It's back to work tomorrow....but I've had a wonderful week

spent outdoors and surrounded by yarn.

xo, j

walking and weaving

Well, my week of cleaning closets has gone out the window.

Instead I dusted off my 36" rigid heddle loom and started weaving again.

Two days later I have a completed black scarf and another half way done.

This morning I took a short break from the loom and 

went for a walk on the meadow trail at Jacobsburg State Park.

The colors are really starting to change and I was surprised to see all the pink.

It's very warm here with loads of bright sun, unusual for October.

I stuffed all my recent projects in a backpack and took them on my walk.

They photograph so much better outside.

Thankfully, no one saw me tying a scarf around the walnut tree!

The park was full of migrating songbirds and the random thump of falling walnuts.

Such a pretty day...

Now a bowl of soup and a bit more weaving before bed.

xo, j