Sunglass time :-)

We have a saying in Hungarian about how man is planning but god is doing, or according to the dictionary man proposes, god disposes, or something at that direction.

I should have been suspicious when, arriving to the hospital with Chris, we've been told, that he is on the last place at that day's scedule, which meant he got out of surgery after 2 PM, and according to the rules he may leave after minimum of six hours... which appareantly was not enough as he was fast asleep for the rest of the afternoon, but upon realizing that he may have to spend the night, tried to fullfill the requirements of leaving, namely drinking a lot and peeing, and not puking, So we were all set, got the paperwork, and as he was ready to dress up, all the water and tea he drank came right out, so everything was cancelled and we had to resign to spend the night. Which is fine, his safety is more important than anything, and he is totally OK now, but it meant the next day going to the wasteland and getting our wits together.

However, I managed to loosen and braid up later in the evening all the wool, and today there was just enough light to make some pictures of some the colors and stuff  I am taking with me tomorrow to The day of wool. So here you go. 

Greens..

Silk yarns, mostly for weaving:

My favorites for this year: antique roses

Some impressionists:

 Colors mixed:

Drops lace based:

Blues

and some casmeere based stuff

And ispired by my accountant friend:

This is not all, by far, but maybe enough to entice those who are inclined to do so, actually come and see for themselves.

It's got dark outside...

I had full intention today to post a bunch of pictures of the freshly dyed stuff, however... since tomorrow is fully out, and the day of wool is on Saturday I have to balance my work that pays my bills very carefully, so today my creativity was spent trying to figure out a fifth thousandth way to say tasty/delicious/awesome in Hungarian, By the time I got the text I need to finish into the shape so I can spend tomorrow in the hospital and be with my boy as long this week as he needs me without worrying about missing the deadline it got to dark to make any pictures. I will show you the one I've done the morning before started to work, other pictures will follow. I can't promise anything for tomorrow, it all depends, but I am most certain, I will flood my facebook page and the blog with colorful pictures. Stay tuned. And get your sunglasses if you haven't already. Like, because of this.

Rainbow 660 - weekly spinning

Dyeing is underway, but until something gets dry enough to take a photo, I will show you some handspun rainbow...

This has a long story, long, as the time it took me to finish it. This was the wool I was spinning on the craft fair a year and some months ago at the big August festival of folk arts, I even have a picture of it... (I have no idea why I never posted about that event..).

 I finished the 100 gramms braid, in four days in four part, I put the singles on paper rolls... three of them as it turned out later.

 When I wanted to ply I could not find the fourth one. I looked everywhere, in every bag I had with me, under and behid the shelf where the other three was, I could not imagine where it went...

 Until in this years festival I needed to free up a spindle, that had pinkish yarn on it. It totally looked like the merino/silk I am working on and off whenever I am demonstrating spindling, but now as I was transferring the yarn yet on another paper roll, under the pink a purple a blue and a green part revealed itself, and I was ready to have a headdesk moment, as it was there all along, I just did not look hard enough.

 From that moment it didn't take me long to ply it and here you are 660 meters of two ply merino, Enough for a sizeable shawl knitted, a smallish one (or if you add something else to it a normal sized) woven scarf.

Sunday, knee deep in wool, up to my elbows in dye

Next saturday the day of wool will be here again.
I was there at the very first one, and ever since I am waiting for it, like childrens wait for Christmas.
If you thought you get out of looking at retine-burning colored wool and yarn well... look for another blog. If you stay I will be the most happy, but sunglasses are recommended.

These for example, were dyed for the other festival a month ago, but refused to dye in time,

The next batches are in the dye already, in fact some of them are even drying as we speak, so stay tuned. To be continiued.

The dark side

Zsófi asked me yesterday if I have time today to hang out.. well, not really, but since I work at home, sometimes there are days I don't see any human, except my son, so I gladly take an opportunity get out, what did you had in mind?
Well she would take me up on my offer to teach her to knit... we had to cancel it two (or was it three?) weeks ago, because I was don with some nastí cold and feeling miserable, but I am always ready to take anyone over to the dark side of the fiber world.
Since Barka is closed, w decided, well ok, I did, to started out visiting the new yarnshop by yarnnet, anything to encourage any new yarn shop, not to mention I've met the girls before and they are lovely.
Picked up some yarn Zsófi liked, and here she is... knitting her first rows:

A tale for each day?

Well, my big world-changing plans, otherwise known as "a tale for each day" run into a wall about the second day, as my well thought out plans and schedules for the next two weeks were kicked in the ass by a ponecall from Crhis's sugeon, that there was a cancellation, and the surgery that was planned for december, could be rescheduled... for the next wednesday. It is not a big deal, a routine actually, he does not even have to stay for the night, however... replanning, replanning-

The most annoying was that I had to cancel my weaving day at Judit's, for which I've been preparing for week, and a few of us booked the day together, I spun he yarn, and everything. I know that the child is most important and I phoned without thinking, but being sad about it would no make me a (much more) bad mother, now does it?

I also wanted to take pictures, but my phone decided otherwise, and told me to clean teh ehck out some memory. Well then.

But you know, what? you will still get a picture, I found it while copying from my phone... It was shot at Brussels at the summer. I am whining for a long time that I want to get back to sewing, I would be a dressmaker originally or what. (It is still rather unvelievable that I got two degrees and other three vocation since, even if the three is rather close to each other...)... however it is so difficult to start after such a long time. Christopher was also chewing my ears off, about being 15 and never leaving the country, how dare we, what a shame is that. Well it was not once with my friend, Kim, that she invites, gives me a place to stay, and all, and I will help her with household textiles, namely curtains. Yet again we combined the nice with teh useful, and we spent five days in Brussels.
Ad yes, I did sew. I can prove it to.

Somebody said...

That, now as I finished the university, I should blog more often...
"But even if, I have no new stuff finished, and I can onl write three sentence?"
"Even then."
"Even if I don't have any pictures, and can't shoot one, because it is already dark?"
"Even then."
"Even if...."
"Even then. For god sake shut up, don't whine, blog."

Well, OK... I was thinking of it anyway, those 100 happydays, 100 days-100pictures, or the 100 creativedays type of blogs inspired me, not to mention a certain dressing up blog (oh, you will not get out of it, I will more than mention it, but not this day).

For today I just have to say, that now, as I had to cancel my weaving day at Judit's studio, a parcel of silk yarn arrived from India with record speed. Like three days instead of the usual three weeks. I paid it at the same day as I did for the boots that arrived (also today) from the neighbouring district. Go figure.