WHY do I ALWAYS forget the camera?
I even reminded myself. Self, don't forget to take the camera so you can take a picture of the cake once it's set up.
Forgot the camera.
It was a nice cake, too. Two tiers, pearl-colored dots around the sides, a bottom border of flowers in two shades of blue, little green leaves... and no pictures. Oh, well. Maybe the mom of the bride will e-mail me some. We work together, after all. A picture isn't too much to ask.
Let's see, what else did I fail to photograph?
Well, we played for a tractor show yesterday, that was fun. By the end of our hour set, we'd gone from an audience of four to full bleachers. Not bad for the ego, that. They paid us in gift certificates to the show "store" and we picked up a T-shirt and a cookbook.
Hmm, Dorito Casserole...
Junior the Great displayed his knowledge this morning while being dressed. "Here's your shoe, where's your right foot?" Up popped said foot, waiting to be shod. "Good job, kid! Now gimme your left foot." A pause, then the left foot was offered. Smart boy. Now I have to teach him to work the ball winder.
Speaking of ball winder, I'm getting crazy with the spinning. If my fabulous wool from fabulous J ever dries out (thank you, stupid weather), I can begin spinning for her stockings in between bouts of Eternal Garter Stitch. In the meantime, I'm playing with colorways and plying techniques.
Hey! Any of you spinners or religious scholars out there wanna help answer a question? A local couple hosts a sort of "Walk Through Bethlehem" every December. They have a marketplace and such, people in costume, and lots of things for folks to see, hear, and touch. Gives them an idea of what life was like around the year Zip. I asked if they'd want a spinner and boy, talk about lighting up! Whoo! Dynamite eyes. They allowed that it would probably be the coolest thing since sliced bread, so I'll go and hang out for a few days and spin.
Here's my dilemma: I'm reasonably sure that Jacob or Karakul would be suitable breeds from which to take fleece. They're unimproved breeds, and would almost certainly have been around during that time. No problem there. But what about the spindle? High or low whorl? Wood or stone? Tapered shaft? Whorl shape? What would be authentic? Yeah, most of the folks going probably won't know any more than I currently do about what's realistic and what's a crock, but I surely can't show up with a CD on a stick and call it historic.