tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251433612024-02-18T18:49:28.522-08:00ferretworldLife in California for an English woman with an English husband,two boys,and her knitting.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger581125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25143361.post-63966490865929122212016-05-25T16:30:00.002-07:002016-05-26T08:07:27.230-07:00Little House Roadtrip: On the Banks of Plum CreekI drove from De Smet to Walnut Grove, the location of the book "On the Banks of Plum Creek". Interestingly in reality the Ingalls' progress West was not entirely as described in the childrens books and reading the adult version of the story that Laura wrote (Pioneer Girl) does present a slightly different perspective on the childrens books as a mixture of truth and fiction.<br />
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In "On the Shores of Silver Lake" which follows 'Plum Creek' in the series the girls follow Pa to Silver Lake on the train after he goes to work on the railroad camp. There is a lot of description of this journey to Tracy so I was really surprised to find that Tracy is only a few miles from Plum Creek. I did check out the railway depot, but no photos!<br />
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Walnut Grove is another seasonal tourist location mainly because the TV series is all set in the town. As I never watched the TV show I was not really interested in the town itself - but as it turns out there is really not much in the town, and again, no other visitors at all. The only Laura-related thing I saw was the church bell - once funded (partially) by Pa when he donated the money he had for new boots to buy the church bell. Its now located outside the local congregational church - obviously not the original!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">'Pa's Bell'</td></tr>
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My destination at Walnut Grove was the site of the Ingalls' house on the banks of the creek. They initially move into a Dugout (like the one in De Smet) built into the creek banks. This appalls Ma, and having visited the one in De Smet I can understand why. The dugout is no longer there, but you can clearly see the depression where it was located.<br />
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Before I came on this trip I re-read all the books with special attention to the ones relating to these locations. What I loved about Plum Creek was that it was so clearly the same location as described by Laura. I could stand where the dugout door would have been and look across the creek.<br />
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The creek water level was high, so the big rock that Laura and Mary played on was submerged, but it was easy to imagine falling into the creek and nearly getting swept away like Laura did.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Plum Creek</td></tr>
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I walked along the creek banks, seeing where Laura would wait on the 'table land' for the cows to come home. The wind was gently blowing the grassland and it was peaceful. The farmer has left a wild grassland area on the creek banks for visitors to explore. You can see below how the dugout sheltered under the creek banks, and how Pa would have sheltered just along the creek for 3 days in a blizzard over Christmas.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Looking back across the creek to the dugout site</td></tr>
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While I was there (and again the only visitor) I met the farmer who owns this land. He told me that he was the 5th generation of his family farming the land. His farmhouse is most likely built on the site of the house Pa built eventually so they could move out of the dugout - but of the house itself there is no trace.<br />
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The farmer related that the dugout had actually been intact until a few years previously, but had become dangerous with visitors ignoring his warning barriers so he had let it fall down. I had planned to walk from the dugout site into town, as Laura and Mary did to get to school but there was no pathway and it started to rain. I got in my car and reflected on what a terrible pioneer I would have been!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25143361.post-63313428466976442202016-05-25T16:09:00.000-07:002016-05-26T08:11:29.624-07:00Little House Roadtrip: Day 2 in De SmetI left De Smet, although not before doing the full tour of the town. Although many of the buildings on Calumet St (The main st) are not original, you do get a real sense of the town and there are many original buildings including Fullers Hardware Building, and the shop where Laura worked for the milliner Miss Bell. Pa's building is no longer there, but I did see it's location, as well as the locations of many of the buildings in the books.<br />
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De Smet currently has a population of about 11,000 and has some light industry in addition to tourism. However tourism in South Dakota is clearly a highly seasonal business as almost nothing was open at the end of April and hardly any other tourists in evidence. A large part of the current economy is still farming.<br />
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I went back out to the Homestead location, where as well as the marker there is a commercial 'Laura's Living Prarie' place. In April it was all shut up but I was able to go and wander around the buildings, many of which were unlocked.<br />
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There is an original claim shanty (not the Ingalls) that was relocated from elsewhere. It's just tiny, and its hard to imagine the Ingalls and their 4 daughters fitting into the space. In the books there are lots of descriptions of Ma fitting beds for them all into small spaces.<br />
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There is also a dugout similar to one which features in an earlier book in the series "On the Banks of Plum Creek".<br />
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It was good to see how snug it was in the dugout - probably cool in the summer but almost impossible to keep clean and very dark.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dugout: Interior</td></tr>
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You can clearly see the stacked sod 'bricks' that were used to build the dugout and the canvas protecting the inhabitants from what must have been a constant trickle of dirt from the grass-covered roof.<br />
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There is also a reproduction of the Ingalls homestead which morphed over the years from the original claim shanty into a 'real house'. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Homestead reproduction: Interior</td></tr>
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Its been built from descriptions in the books, as well as the plans that Pa submitted
for the various enhancements to his home. It was really charming,
also furnished according to the descriptions in the books, and I stood in the
doorway and looked out on a scene probably little changed from Laura's
day.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">View from the doorway</td></tr>
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I also went out to the site of Laura and Almanzo's first homestead. Nothing left here except a few trees, maybe the remnants of his tree claim.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Laura and Almanzo Homestead site</td></tr>
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Laura and Almanzo lived here for the first 4 years of their marriage, a time of hardship and misfortune. This is documented in the book 'The First Four Years' which is a sadly realistic portrait of what must have been the fortunes of many settlers. Almanzo and Laura lost crops, their house, and their son while they lived on this spot.<br />
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Before I left I called in at the De Smet cemetary where Ma, Pa, Mary, Carrie, and Grace are all buried. Laura and Almanzo are buried in their final home area in Missouri. I also spotted the grave of Robert and Ella Boast who appear several times in the books. <br />
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Finally I left De Smet and headed back East for Walnut Grove and my next stop.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25143361.post-38690512813825373942016-05-25T15:52:00.001-07:002016-05-26T08:12:36.136-07:00Little House Road Trip: Still Day 1<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I went out to Silver Lake which is just outside De Smet. In the 1920s it was drained, but more recently has been allowed to re-fill and is a wildlife preserve. Although I was close to town (and even closer to the cement works), it was easy to imagine being the only people on the unpopulated prairie.<br />
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When Laura arrived in South Dakota it was almost completely treeless - hence the landmark of the "Lone Cottonwood", these days there are some trees, but still mostly rolling grasslands and farmlands.<br />
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I then went out to the Homestead site. There is a monument marking the location on a small rise just above the Big Slough. On the right side of this photo you can see some wooden buildings which are the location of the pageant which is held in De Smet on summer weekends.<br />
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I walked from the town out to the Homestead along the side of the Slough as the girls would have done going to school, or going to town. The photo below is looking from just below the homestead across the Slough into town which you can faintly see. Its about a mile walk, and it was so peaceful. I saw the gophers that so entertained Laura popping up along the path, and lots of ducks and geese, there are a lot of wetlands in this part of South Dakota although I doubt the bird life is as plentiful as it was when the Ingalls first came to settle in this area.<br />
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Later I took a drive out to Lake Thomson State Recreation Area.<br />
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It was cold and windy and I was again the only person there! In the books Laura and Almanzo drive out to the 'Twin Lakes' of Thompson and Henry - a distance of about 12 miles. I was surprised at how large the lakes were and it was all rather lovely.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25143361.post-37756300671000909082016-05-25T13:53:00.005-07:002016-05-26T08:17:49.166-07:00Little House Roadtrip: Day OneAt the end of April I had a business trip to Rochester, Minnesota. On a previous visit in 2009 I visited Pepin, Wisconsin, to visit the Little House in the Big Woods: location of Laura Ingalls Wilder's first book in the series based on her family's pioneering experience.<br />
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The chance to visit Minnesota when it's not usually snowing was too good to pass the opportunity of a road trip to see some of the other locations of the book. I planned a weekend road trip to visit the location of the House on Plum Creek, Walnut Grove MN, and also De Smet, SD which is the location of the last 4 books in the little house series. For my birthday I received a copy of 'The Annotated Prairie Girl' which provides a lot of the historical background and context to the books and I read it avidly prior to my visit.<br />
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I drove on Thursday afternoon from IBM Rochester to De Smet. I had booked a couple of nights at the Prairie Manor Bed and Breakfast. The Prairie House was formerly home of Banker Ruth (who appears in the
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Friday morning I presented myself at the Laura Ingalls Wilder museum for the tour. The 3 of us, 4 including the guide then spent the entire morning visiting buildings around De Smet.<br />
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We started off at the Surveyors house, below, which is very memorable
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Rather gratifyingly the house was just as she described and really unchanged, especially the pantry which is such a vivid passage in the book. I assume that as the Ingalls family were poor, that they often went hungry, hence Laura's descriptions of food and food-related topics throughout the books. It's not in its original location on Silver Lake, but has been moved into town along with some other buildings. </div>
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The next building is a reproduction of the Brewer School where Laura taught her first semester of school. </div>
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Sadly no photos were allowed inside any of the buildings, but even from
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how cold it must have been in the depths of winter, I was shivering on a bright April day, and I was well wrapped up.<br />
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I particularly enjoyed seeing the pairs of desks, one of which was helpfully loosely screwed to the floor so you could rock like Laura did when she got sent home from school!<br />
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The final house on the tour was the house Pa built when he and Ma retired from the homestead. It was an odd house with the distinct aspect of having been added on to (which of course it was!). I really got a good feel for the family from this house (although I hadn't really planned on visiting it as its not mentioned in the books) but it was the only place furnished with the Ingalls' things.<br />
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It was also 2 doors down from the Bed and Breakfast where I stayed. If you are
visiting De Smet I would highly recommend the Prairie House. <a href="http://prairiehousemanor.com/" target="_blank">(http://prairiehousemanor.com/</a> )<br />
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The washer and dryer were functional - but only just. By December we noticed that the dryer was running very hot and was I not confident that it would not combust with all our clothes one day. We replaced the laundry equipment with a stacking front-loading washing machine. (Also energy efficient and low water use). We also had an extractor fan installed to stop the dampness of an unventilated bathroom, and bought an electric towel rail, to warm up an unheated bathroom!</div>
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After all this expenditure I thought that the very least I could do was invest in a gallon of paint. This nice sunshine yellow is a pearl finish, so rather shiny (shinier than eggshell) but ideal for a bathroom. The woodwork and the cabinets are in a white gloss. I stayed at the cabin one day over the winter break while everyone else went to try to ski on the minimal snow. <br />
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I was so delighted with the results: how instantly more cheerful the room looks, that I rushed upstairs to paint the tiny bathroom as well. <br />
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You can see from the photograph how very tiny the bathroom is: luckily neither Nigel nor I have particularly long legs! Hanging on the wall is a leftover of the Kath Kidston bunting that I made for Gill for Christmas: I have a little in the bathroom and a little more on the bedroom wall and it makes a very cheery decoration.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25143361.post-91718315348672472562012-04-29T18:29:00.000-07:002012-04-29T18:29:13.807-07:00End of an era<br />
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2012 was also his last Pinewood Derby. He initially said he didn't want to participate so was not involved over the weekends that Fin sculpted his car: the Red Fin. To maintain the cars aerodynamics he tuned the car and inserted the lead weights before painting, without realizing that the paint would itself weigh 1oz. The car came in at exactly 5oz. Luckily the 'official' scale weighed the same as ours at home.<br />
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While the car was fast, it was not fast enough to win - but it's certainly the best performing car the boys have produced so far. The day that the Pinewood cars were weighed and impounded before the race Adam decided that he did actually want to enter a car. We still had his kit - so he looked for an option that could be completed in less than 2 hours. Here is Adam's Mouse car:<br />
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Astonishingly, even with it's terrible aerodynamics, it was not the slowest car by a long chalk!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25143361.post-44008748707330687942012-04-11T16:06:00.000-07:002012-04-11T16:06:00.638-07:00Egg Hunt!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I just loved this action photo of the boys coming out of the house for our traditional egg hunt!<br />
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It is ingeniously made from a sock! </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25143361.post-36046895225093504322012-04-09T08:00:00.000-07:002012-04-09T08:12:54.845-07:00On the podiumThis weekend, the last of our skiing season, Adam entered a Snowboard Cross race at Bear Valley. If you have not seen one before (this was a new sport in the 2006 winter olympics) 4 competitors race down a steep and winding course with jumps. Its an elimination contest.<br />
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As it happened Adam was the only competitor in the under-13s so they raced him with the rest of the field. In this first heat he raced against Jackson; his snowboard team instructor, and Jake; the competitive team instructor. He acquitted himself well - he came in last ('of course' he says) but not by an embarrassing distance, and he rode well on the course.<br />
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We were very proud of him: it was a steep course and snowboard cross is pretty aggressive. Adam said it was scary to race, especially as the race was so fast. He also told us that one of the (adult) skiing competitors got to the gate at the top of the course and decided not to enter! It was a shame that he had no one in his age group to race against, but he had a wonderful time and everyone was really friendly to him.<br />
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<br />Fin requested an earflap hat and chose some bulky blue wool that has been in my stash for ages: Curious Creeks Tsavo. I made up a pattern based loosely on Kerstins <a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/almost-pattern-for-earflap-hat" target="_blank">almost pattern earflap hat</a>.</div>
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He loves it although it badly needs blocking - maybe I can get it off his head once the winter finally leaves!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25143361.post-18775832953084741142012-04-05T19:32:00.001-07:002012-04-05T19:32:22.129-07:00Two made things<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The pattern is McCalls M6229 view F without the pockets or back strap. Its made in a black/red wool tweed that I bought somewhere online. The pattern is so simple that it probably took me less than an hour to make. I chose 4 mis-matched gold metal buttons for a slightly steampunk look. We was delighted and especially pleased to wear it with the striped tie that Santa bought him.<br />
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I decided I needed some legwarmers for the purely practical purpose of keeping my legs warm (duh) while working at home. I have wool slippers so wool socks as well is somewhat overkill - hence the legwarmers.<br />
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We went up to the cabin last weekend for a non-snowboard-team trip to the slopes. Weather on Saturday was lovely; possibly the best weekend skiing we have had this year. Overnight it snowed about 6" and we woke to that soft quietness that means snow. The cabin has a metal roof, so the transition from rain (very loud) to snow is rather noticeable.<br />
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While we were eating breakfast we noticed that we were not the only ones eating. Three deer were noshing away on the new leaves of the dogwood trees. We have seen three deer several times over the winter, so I wonder if it's a 'local family'. Anyway - they hung around for a long time before slipping away into the trees.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25143361.post-64307647533848152452012-03-29T20:03:00.000-07:002012-03-29T20:03:00.877-07:00Te Papa<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Nigel came back from New Zealand in November with the perfect name for our cabin: "Te Papa" is the name of the Museum of New Zealand in Wellington and means 'our place'. I decided that the cabin needed an actual name plate so bought a cheap pyrography kit from Amazon and had a go at making one myself.<br />
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As well as the cabin name it also has symbols for us all. From left to right: whiskers for Charlotte, a fish hook for Fin, knitting needles for me, a downhill snowboard for Adam, and bike wheels for Nigel. <br />
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It was fun to do, and not too difficult, although I found straight lines easier than curved ones. I managed to make this sign without setting anything on fire or burning myself so I think that counts as a 'win'. I varnished the plaque with a matte varnish and it's now mounted by the front door. I can't think of anything else I need a pyrography kit for now - anyone need a wooden plaque??Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25143361.post-69295021319769764942012-03-27T19:57:00.001-07:002012-03-27T19:57:28.745-07:00Toast<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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(Silly face as a result of 11-year old photographer)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25143361.post-56106905814981832932012-03-15T20:20:00.000-07:002012-03-27T20:21:04.451-07:00Hitch a rideSo, I have been spinning, knitting, and weaving but none of it has made it to the blog for a while. I also have not even taken photographs of some of the things that have been and gone! This one I kept for myself. It's the Hitchhiker Scarf <a href="http://www.ravelry.com/projects/ferretworld/hitchhiker">Ravelry link</a> knitted in Madeline Tosh Pashmina.<br />
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Pashmina is a blend of 75/15/10 Merino/Silk/Cashmere and was a lovely to knit as it sounds. The colour is Kelp. I only did 36 points rather than the recommended 42 and have about 3 yards of yarn left.<br />
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The yarn is a lovely, gently variegated brown and has been very wearable just as a regular scarf. More useful really than the lace shawls I like to knit!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25143361.post-78328131406830889382011-12-23T16:37:00.000-08:002011-12-23T16:37:00.324-08:00RIP FiftyWe came back from the cabin last weekend to find Fifty the fish lying on the bottom of his tank. Fin was determined that he should have all the funeral rites so took charge of the arrangements.<br />
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Fifty was buried under the path, with a short but moving ceremony. The eulogy was read by Fin.<br />
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a flower will fall<br />
but this fish is better than them all<br />
kittens will run<br />
kites will fly<br />
but 50 was good<br />
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He had previously told us that it sounded a lot better when all the brass instruments played together - and it was true - the effect was actually pretty good. Interesting demographic - out of the 30 or so 5th grade brass players, there were 3 girls.<br />
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There are eleven days left in 2011...and we recently celebrated an 11th birthday! Adam requested being woken early to start the celebrations.<br />
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He was thrilled with all his presents and immediately set off to school on his present from us. Yet another scooter (apparently this is different from the scooter he already has - but looks pretty similar to me!)<br />
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Once they got back from school we had the obligatory cake. Eleven candles generates quite a blaze!<br />
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It appears that white firs are a more dense wood than Douglas Fir, and it was hard to cut, and also heavy. As the trunk was almost sawn through Fin said he would hold the tree while the final cut was made. This photo taken just as he was saying "I've got it!"...<br />
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This was the tree they had their eyes on..luckily it's not a White Fir - so we were not able to harvest it.<br />
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The moon is there at the top of our street - as you can see we had an excellent view of the eclipse.<br />
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When we got home Fin tried out the Chemistry set he got for his birthday and created a physics experiment with the results! <br />
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Finally - there was cake. Banana cake this time.<br />
Fin shown here modeling the chef's coat he got as a gift.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25143361.post-66656139016777684502011-12-02T16:16:00.000-08:002011-12-06T16:20:27.190-08:00School spirit<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Adam thoroughly embraces the concept of 'school spirit'. The school had a crazy hair day last week and Adam is here modeling his creation: the 'po-hawk' (portmanteau word combining Pony tail and Mohawk*).</div>
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*Interestingly (or maybe not) this hairstyle was always called a Mohican in my youth - or maybe just in the UK - but here it's called a Mohawk.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25143361.post-40022514017378703182011-07-08T15:35:00.000-07:002011-07-08T15:35:00.240-07:00Tulips for EloiseAdam's tutor just had a baby: her second girl. I thought it was an ideal opportunity to knit the baby sweater that is popular on the internet right now. This is the <a href="http://www.yarn.com/webs-knitting-patterns-dream-in-color/webs-knitting-patterns-dream-in-color-604-tulip-baby-cardigan/">Dream in Colour Baby Tulips Sweater</a> which I bought as a kit from <a href="http://www.yarndogs.com/">Yarndogs</a>.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_rZ0vAL0W8BaSXoOrNx-kIof_zPv0W1qaDnWNAWGeHH_lfBG3vhgEyaNC7jLy5UB4XepHs4h6TTPDMgoAs2v88SDzzgicKjAVfVTrDteYVtMD9TmLFZ7mKQUyIPGUt7XH-NJFRQ/s1600/June+2011+051.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_rZ0vAL0W8BaSXoOrNx-kIof_zPv0W1qaDnWNAWGeHH_lfBG3vhgEyaNC7jLy5UB4XepHs4h6TTPDMgoAs2v88SDzzgicKjAVfVTrDteYVtMD9TmLFZ7mKQUyIPGUt7XH-NJFRQ/s320/June+2011+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624145245145901170" border="0" /></a><br />The pattern is pretty simple, but effective: the seed stitch transition between the colours is really pretty. However, the main appeal of the sweater is the lovely colours. DIC yarn is also machine washable which is good for babies.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk9VufPQyNVsvmyfyDRW4vNsZGlcz6d4JHtlRQ8vIaZC9yGXkGFoehepX9phivuzBceEGrralbgCn49HxlYjjXNKpqoHhpQmJ-0xY14xsJADfbHvE9_1M1MSidB8L97HeLh1Lc8w/s1600/June+2011+052.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk9VufPQyNVsvmyfyDRW4vNsZGlcz6d4JHtlRQ8vIaZC9yGXkGFoehepX9phivuzBceEGrralbgCn49HxlYjjXNKpqoHhpQmJ-0xY14xsJADfbHvE9_1M1MSidB8L97HeLh1Lc8w/s320/June+2011+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624145249513086882" border="0" /></a><br />I did wait to see if she had a girl or boy, as I would probably have substituted something for the lightest pink if the baby had been male - but the sweater is so pretty as designed.<br /><br />While I was at it, I also knitted a 'soaker': a wool knitted cover for nappies. Crissy does cloth diapering and wool covers are supposedly very effective.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRJs647h1IU2u3qSEtzYyyNS0MlJtFbR9t1CMDUsVa5zaGAggOrKBOTvqRPZp7tUDWqO3wt7VYn2oxRsJOXRyPfVcfokj_UloYEAq89O1P0dOo0MWTH0vbVRCQNAmYZ8xZxnxBqw/s1600/June+2011+053.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRJs647h1IU2u3qSEtzYyyNS0MlJtFbR9t1CMDUsVa5zaGAggOrKBOTvqRPZp7tUDWqO3wt7VYn2oxRsJOXRyPfVcfokj_UloYEAq89O1P0dOo0MWTH0vbVRCQNAmYZ8xZxnxBqw/s320/June+2011+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624145260126145874" border="0" /></a><br />The soaker looks a bit odd as the waist is very heavily ribbed - but I think it will fit well over the bulk of cloth nappies.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25143361.post-68593355075860247762011-07-03T15:21:00.000-07:002011-07-03T15:21:00.316-07:00A camel through the eye of a needleI did a little more spinning - this time some camel/silk fiber I bought at Stitches from A Verb for Keeping Warm. I recommend you look at the photo of the fiber <a href="http://store.averbforkeepingwarm.com/bacatusi.html">here</a> as it is lovely in it's natural colour.<br /><br />The fiber was lovely and soft - but actually really hard for me to spin! The silk fibers are long, but the camel clearly has a short staple and I felt I was often spinning lumps of camel fiber onto the silk. I hoped that some of my inadequate spinning would be disguised when I plied - and maybe it is, but the resulting yarn has a very obvious thick-and-thin character. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjisqRTS6W6QCC3OUB0NezTSRiuNf1rZSM2Q8m2DcoXNAfN8X5davsrS8ryt2gd3IeUQSRcIHuZZ15jU6SqSMQT-KlMmuxpBoZnemWDjD0X9jboy25i-Qz8QUOY454qcsYx4gMFA/s1600/June+2011+050.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjisqRTS6W6QCC3OUB0NezTSRiuNf1rZSM2Q8m2DcoXNAfN8X5davsrS8ryt2gd3IeUQSRcIHuZZ15jU6SqSMQT-KlMmuxpBoZnemWDjD0X9jboy25i-Qz8QUOY454qcsYx4gMFA/s320/June+2011+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624141832838064242" border="0" /></a><br /><br />However it was really fun trying to spin this evenly and a good learning experience for me. The yarn is pretty soft and I still love the colour. I have plans for this yarn for Gill!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25143361.post-14846637457033269052011-07-01T15:15:00.000-07:002011-07-01T15:15:01.047-07:00Off the needles: Mystery ShawlI finished the Mystery Shawl pretty quickly. That's the nice thing about starting on the long edge and decreasing. However I realized that I had made an error in the set-up repeat of the shawl which is obvious now - but I'm clearly not going to go back and fix. I am going to work on the principle that if I move fast enough while wearing it, no one will notice.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIC5teY62j2ZvCTtUwAS9NUtceqqHMsHd0jIkUF7iqKFL3GnVm5Z2M3fkIpS-1QBLPMHQatw-LdflKNtgA1A7INVx9tUHOjR_L2cct56k-iPaEzymOrrPeJZ6P-Jgrr7IwQUezlw/s1600/June+2011+017.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIC5teY62j2ZvCTtUwAS9NUtceqqHMsHd0jIkUF7iqKFL3GnVm5Z2M3fkIpS-1QBLPMHQatw-LdflKNtgA1A7INVx9tUHOjR_L2cct56k-iPaEzymOrrPeJZ6P-Jgrr7IwQUezlw/s320/June+2011+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624140162927001042" border="0" /></a><br />The miracle of blocking...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFMTHX6go7KM4Pcjxt59O1J5RazeeP62qYP-bM356aqbsRakvmlrZDk_kvYDxoQkBTmzTni1cR74xLwdSnOKGh0GsnqcZsROL_emWMgUdCHrarjl2hBc39WbybQHaq24qHgmxeHQ/s1600/June+2011+049.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFMTHX6go7KM4Pcjxt59O1J5RazeeP62qYP-bM356aqbsRakvmlrZDk_kvYDxoQkBTmzTni1cR74xLwdSnOKGh0GsnqcZsROL_emWMgUdCHrarjl2hBc39WbybQHaq24qHgmxeHQ/s320/June+2011+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624140159876689154" border="0" /></a>It was really fun to knit a shawl in parts without knowing what the final item would look like, the <a href="http://wendyknits.net/finished-work-free-patterns-tips/sub-page/">pattern</a> is pretty but not terribly exciting - but it was easy and quick. The best thing though is the marriage of yarn to pattern - the cashmere fingering weight <a href="http://www.nimuyarns.co.uk/en/luxury-yarn/338-helvellyn.html">Nimu</a> yarn that Christina gave me is just lovely in this shawl - the simple pattern and the slight colour variegation work well together and this is a shawl I will certainly wear (but maybe not for a little while!).Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25143361.post-17260765806315016422011-06-30T15:12:00.000-07:002011-06-30T15:15:19.505-07:00He's on a rollFin did more cooking last weekend: Another cheesecake and Sticky Date Muffins.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLl8so9vgvR9vlS6D-vQiYqIHLEwJoUOjYPgeQkKZCBpj2SPlSBSNpuSYCEn8xMvMApWCylg3hgUwtb_XZIWipBAQglK6EEL6rcXg49uTx4j1H6w_Ona8TjIOZVeIEeXt4jW6mMw/s1600/June+2011+046.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLl8so9vgvR9vlS6D-vQiYqIHLEwJoUOjYPgeQkKZCBpj2SPlSBSNpuSYCEn8xMvMApWCylg3hgUwtb_XZIWipBAQglK6EEL6rcXg49uTx4j1H6w_Ona8TjIOZVeIEeXt4jW6mMw/s320/June+2011+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624139581961607202" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Good job I took this photograph quickly because they didn't last long.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy2Dz4xPdhRCf75CPdoG30OliOGlIV8jSK5t01hhyhp_Kst3lTtdbgoviPbEhxXPUdwXd4hlyGADH1lGpTOGnWcVNlidbiY0eBf2VYlEo3GEV9yXytYg-3WtyKfzEWSFF2gZwZQg/s1600/June+2011+047.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy2Dz4xPdhRCf75CPdoG30OliOGlIV8jSK5t01hhyhp_Kst3lTtdbgoviPbEhxXPUdwXd4hlyGADH1lGpTOGnWcVNlidbiY0eBf2VYlEo3GEV9yXytYg-3WtyKfzEWSFF2gZwZQg/s320/June+2011+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624139588923723570" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0