Of gardens, sheep, and clay

The Wordtapestry has been very busy lately, between the Indian Chief irises blooming, the peonies starting to perform, and a whole day without rain this weekend, in which to enjoy them. The Gardener has been very busy, creating holes for some new rose bushes that are due in this week.

But we did take time off to enjoy Maryland Sheep and Wool, on a delightfully overcast Saturday. Sheep were stared at, and stared back at us. Some posed pleasantly for photos (while other getting sheared simply glowered). Photos of the day will appear in my Flicker account eventually (on the sidebar). If you ever go, check out the food hall, where there are selections of lamb-burgers, sliced leg of lamb on a roll, or goat’s cheese platters. I had an awkward conversation with another knitter who was mildly put off that I was eating lamb (although I couldn’t identify if it was because her mother had turned her off lamb as a food, due to bad preparation, or for some other reason, like vegetarianism). There was even a ride back to the car (parked in the overflow lot, way far away) in back of a tractor. A totally satisfying day walking through and poking at everyone’s delightful wares.

I acquired some Icelandic yarn in natural colors from Solitude Wool, a farm in Virginia, and some undyed cormo wool from Winterhaven Farm. The sheep were there, having been shown (all the way from Indiana, judging from the farmer’s business card) that day. I can’t imagine the sheep’s mutinous thoughts as they contemplate the ride back from Howard County, Maryland. The sheep up above are Kerry Hill sheep, if the sign above their pen is to be believed.

The yarn shopping was slim, because I’ve run out of mothproof locations to stash the [um] stash. I guess I’ll need to just knit more things.

And today… Today I sang in the choir, and then later…. I lost 5 hours in the clay studio. Everyone has gone away for summer break from the colleges, so the whole basement was mine. Cornflower had a good conversation on the topic of time flying when you’re having fun. I’m stiff, I’m tired, but I learned a lot about what I can do and what else I should learn. Fingers crossed that I waxed the bottom of the cauldron really well, so no glaze gets between the bottom of the bowl and the kiln.

I hope your weekend was wonderful. As you can see by my jam packed post — not even time to breathe this weekend, but lots and lots of fun.


3 Responses to “Of gardens, sheep, and clay”

  1. 1 magnusmog May 7, 2012 at 2:55 pm

    Love the idea of losing yourself in the studio,sounds like bliss.

    • 2 wordtapestry May 7, 2012 at 10:29 pm

      It was a rare, wonderful opportunity. The studio is a resource for people who take pottery classes — so I’m normally elbow to elbow with someone else. But this time, it was just me carefully working through the whole process: clay to wheel to bowl to wheel-made foot, with pressed imprints on the side. I also got the chance to decide on glazes without anyone else’s input — which could lead to tragedy in the kiln.

  2. 3 rethoryke May 8, 2012 at 12:27 pm

    More Cormo info here: http://cormosheep.com/contact.html

    Also: Roses are in!

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