I took the cover off the puzzle, and within two minutes the table sprouted a cat. I feel that she is looking at me thinking “this is my rightful spot, I dare you to move me”.

I took the cover off the puzzle, and within two minutes the table sprouted a cat. I feel that she is looking at me thinking “this is my rightful spot, I dare you to move me”.

This moth settled on the glass of the back door, which offered a unique opportunity to photograph it from underneath while it is still living. The photo isn’t as crisp as I would like, but you can still see the feathering on the antenna.


The shells are smooth and clean and these four eggs are a happy sight. I rather like the variation in shades, without having different breeds. My hens are still social and friendly (except for Taco), as Faverolles should be. They do raise quite the ruckus when they think I’m not moving fast enough to the mealworms, which is anytime I head to the coop.
Apparently, I didn’t clean out my fiber bag thoroughly before loading it with cream alpaca fiber. I have shadows of pink and green in the spun singles. Hm. It will be interesting to see if it shows up after plying or in the final piece.

This post is for bragging on my family. My Dad has, once again, done Herculean efforts collecting and processing sap to make maple syrup. To celebrate the best batch so far, my Mom had the idea to upscale the labels. I used my sister’s awesome watercolor painting, and my digital talents, to make a label design that my Mom can print and cut to apply to Dad’s maple syrup bottles. Team work!
