Wool Maker Lane

knitting, spinning and life with alpacas


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A Stretch in the Evenings..

This is a phrase that I am beginning to hear more and more at the moment and it is music to my ears.  It’s not about nocturnal walks or 8pm yoga classes but refers to the fact that the days are getting noticeably longer.  It can now be light past 5 pm.  The weather hasn’t improved much despite it being St. Brigid’s Day tomorrow.  This is the day when Ireland celebrates the first day of spring.  In pagan times  it used to be called Imbolg which translated straight from Gaeilge means in the belly.  If it is a fine day the rising sun will illuminate a chamber in nearby Tara called The Mound of the Hostages.

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For me the lengthening days mean that I can see more of the animals and also spend more time outside.

 

Carding from the outside in

The fleeces that I have been carding have been rather dirty as they contain a lot of dust especially Albie’s.  For this reason I have been carding in the outside shed and leaving all fleece and carding equipment there.  Last week I went to card some fleece and noticed that the carder had a film of mould on it so I had to remove what I could outside and then bring it into the house to give it a thorough clean.    In doing so I removed the rubber ring which connects all of the wheels together.  This is where the fun started trying to work out exactly how to return it to its designated spot around each wheel so that the large drums would turn.  Every permutation that I tried failed so eventually I went onto the internet and got a picture of a drum carder and traced the path of the rubber ring very carefully around each wheel until it started to function.

Singed Fleece Does Not Smell Good

Delighted with the carder being back in action I took out the remainder of Albie’s fleece (there’s quite a lot of it still but the best bit, the saddle, has long been spun).  I placed it onto a newspaper on the floor and at some stage the wood burner needed to be fed….Before I say anything I need to tell you that due to the proximity of the fleece I was aware that I needed to be ever so careful but unfortunately I was not careful enough.  When placing a few lumps of coal into the stove a few sparks leapt out and landed onto the fleece.  Well talk about being overcome by a pungent odour.  The stench was horrendous.  I quickly stamped out the singeing fibres but the smell remained for at least a good hour encouraging all sorts of complaints about my ‘hobby.’

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It’s official: I am a multi project knitter!

For all of my years of knitting I have always retained focus by having just one project on the needles at a time but increasingly I find that unexpected events occur when I could do with my hands being productive.  These events usually involve elderly relatives and hospital waiting rooms.  Last Wednesday evening I spent four hours in a Dublin  A and E department with nothing to do but watch rolling news on the T.V. so I figure that having some mindless knitting, e.g. a scarf,  in the car would prepare me for a similar situation in the future.  I have this one ready for the follow up appointment this Friday:

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My pullover is coming on quite well.  I have made inroads into the front of it now as the back is up to the arm hole decreases.  I enjoy working with the wool and the simplicity of the cables but it’s a case of ploughing away little and often and making progress.

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Bootsy’s Wound

Bootsy is now sporting another wound but this time it is not shearing related.  I have no idea where it came from.  It is on his back and I can only guess that he was poked badly by a low branch as he was squeezing under a tree.  He is an extremely ‘flighty’ animal so I am treating him with salt and warm water administered through a water pistol…Goodness knows what the neighbours think that I am up to.

 

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Let it snow…..or maybe not…

Stubborn Boys refuse to feel the cold

Two evenings ago we got snow…yes the real stuff coming down from the sky in great big clumps and resting on the ground..everywhere looking magical and wintry..and people rushing to get home safe from work where they could sit by the fireside and get cosy; well most people.  My role once I’d reached home consisted of trying to coax two stubborn alpacas to into the shed but they were having none of it preferring instead to kush down beneath a cluster of birch trees that we have at the bottom of our garden.  With no other choice I took all of their generous haylage and feed portions out of the shed and placed it before them.  That sorted the situation out.   I must say that they are extremely hardy animals.

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The falling snow has pretty much left us but there is still plenty afoot.  The animals don’t seem too put out by it except that there is less greenery to eat so the rations that we provide have considerably increased.  They are quite messy eaters and leave remnants of their meals all around their bowls.  The local robin population is well aware of this and the birds hover nearby in order to profit from the alpacas’ poor ‘table manners.’  We could give them their food in buckets, as we did when we first got them, but they prefer shallow dishes as they can still see around them and feel safe whilst they eat.

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The Sidewinder

I had great plans over Christmas.  I was certain that I would be able to get the best part of a jumper knitted … at least the body.  Of course that was merely ambition!  I started knitting with the beautiful Aran wool that had been purchased for this purpose.  I brought my work over to the UK  for New Year and managed knitting a good five inches which gave me great pride however when I got back to Ireland I took a long hard look at the piece and put it against me.  This was when I realised that there were way too many stitches on the needles so I scrapped it and started again.  This time I’m making much better progress and really look forward to putting in a few rows every evening.  The pattern is very simple; stocking stitch with a cable design running up one side, and it’s easy to pick up and continue where ever I leave off.

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Spinning

Just before Christmas I received a present from my cousin and her partner in Cornwall.  It was a booklet entitled Spinning and Spinning Wheels by Eliza Leadbeater. 10599279_1687098394908841_4844677361177013372_n

I took a long time studying the lady on the front cover and wondering what era she was from.  If you study the clothes that she is wearing it kind of looks like an ‘old fashioned could be from any time in the early 20th Century’ picture but on second, or indeed third, glance the haircut seems to betray that theory.  It was published in 1979 so I’m wondering if, in fact, it is the author herself.  Whatever about the front cover this is a fascinating compendium of information all about the history of spinning and the tools used down the centuries to convert fleece and flax into workable fibres for further use.  It gets quite technical quite early on and it is good to have some basic knowledge about spinning wheels before reading.  There are lots of black and white photos of spinning wheels and associated tools through history from the British Isles, Europe and North America along with some contemporary drawings from the Eighteenth Century.  I must say that I was transfixed when I got it and had to read it all immediately.  There were lots of  lovely little nuggets of information that I found interesting such as spinning wheels for flax having small pewter bowls dangling from them.  These would have contained water so that the spinner could moisten the fibre to assist the spinning process.  I also enjoyed learning about North American wheels mainly having three feet as it was thought that the floors were quite uneven although I can’t imagine that they were even in many other parts of Europe at the time either.

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I so loved the hand spun alpaca hat that I made for Hubby at Christmas that I’ve decided to make another for myself.  His was made with 3 ply but I have decided to go with a 2 ply as it won’t be quite so thick…I’m sure that this cold spell will be over soon!

 

 

 

 


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Happy 2016!

Stormy Weather

Unexpected trip to Wales

I’m back in Bristol for the New Year celebrations and I must say that I am delighted to be this side of the Irish Sea….I always love my time here but we had a bit of a blip on our journey last week.  First of all we had to leave home at 3.30 a.m. to get to the airport for the first flight at 6.30 a.m.  When the plane actually took off nasty old Storm Frank was doing its best to scare the living daylights out of the lady sitting to my left (she was crying).  Soon after the young fellow sitting on the other side of me started fretting when the captain announced that we would no longer be flying to Bristol but would be diverting to Cardiff instead.  He had never been to England before and his mother had only given him directions about how to get to his destination from Bristol Airport.  I managed to pacify the  young chap with information about alternative routes to Cheltenham but unfortunately there was no way of calming my female neighbour until we eventually touched down on the runway.    My lucky husband slept soundly on the back seat through the whole flight totally oblivious that anything untoward was happening.  We eventually made it to our home at 12.30 p.m. and it was a relief to get here safely.

Shelter from the rain

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(Albie enjoying Christmas Dinner)

Albie and Bootsy have had to deal with numerous storms over the Christmas period.  Last week they had to endure Storm Eva.  Their field is really damp and sodden and they spend a lot of the day in our garden where the ground seems to be drier.  Each day we have tried to tempt them back up to their shelter by placing the haylage there but they will merely eat it and move back into the field or the garden even if it is bucketing down.  The day before we left for England Hubby tried to enlarge their shelter to make it more attractive to them but the storm got so bad that he had to leave the job half done.  There are lots of trees with wide boughs that they can shelter beneath but they still opt for the open skies so there is little that can be done under the circumstances.  Hopefully we’ll get a dry spell soon.

Knitting

Woolly Pyrite

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My lovely cousin Sinead had a beautiful baby boy called Leon over the holidays so  I made this little hat to keep him cosy.  I knitted it using King Cole Country Tweed which is a double knit yarn.  It was very easy using a standard hat formation but keeping the last few stitches on the needle to knit up a sausage shape.  After sewing up the short side seam the sausage was tied into a knot.  The name Woolly Pyrite comes from the speckles in the yarn.  It reminds me of ‘Fool’s Gold’ that you can occasionally see in an odd lump of coal.

 

Chestnut Delight

This is Hubby’s Christmas gift which has been named ‘Chestnut Delight.’  I must say naming these creations is tremendous fun but does require an amount of thought.  I made this using the yarn that was spun from Albie’s fleece.  It is 3 ply and very thick but sooo wonderfully soft to work with.  I used a circular needle (yes I’m still persevering there) until I got up to the crown of the hat and then I swapped over to double pointed needles.  I have to say that Hubby was thrilled with this present and I get a tinge of pride each time that I see him wear it.

Thank You

I would like to thank all of my readers who have taken the time to look at my blog over the last six months.  It has been great to get your feedback as I really enjoy hearing from you.  I wish you all lots of luck in 2016 and I hope to bring you more news about my life with alpacas, spinning and yarns in the coming year.