60 degrees, sunny and breezy.
Today some of the laundry transitioned from the wooden drying racks in the upstairs hallway outside to the clothesline! This makes me so very happy. I’m thinking of some of my readers here, who find the same simple joy in this ritual.
scilla sprouts, pushing their way up to the sun.
Indeed, this happened again last week. 18” this time, but the sun made short work of the melting!
Today I can hear the snow melting off the roof, in a loud orchestra of dripping. The vernal streams on either side of our land are gushing down the hill. I hear the hum of small planes, flying further north to the total eclipse of the sun. I-89 is reported to be a parking lot headed north, too. Batman packed himself a picnic and drove the backroads to a special spot to see the total eclipse. I’m staying here, happy to experience a near total here on the hill. I’m curious to experience this special treat from Mother Nature.
Tomatoes and indigo are sprouting in the utility room, under lights rigged up by Batman. Three more baby goats were born down the road from us and the coltsfoot is blooming by the side of the road. Pick-ups are rumbling along the ridge, with sap tanks in their beds, sloshing liquid gold inside.
Spring is coming.
I found this amazing video via the BBC, documenting an ancient festival in Slovenia called PUST, to chase away the winter. I listened to this talk by Anne Lamott, and she really has a way of looking at the world that I appreciate. Maybe these will resonate with you, too?
And here is my “catch up” batch of 100 days of stitching, with notations about dyes made with plants from our gardens here at “a bit of earth”.
Brown cotton, dyed with Black Hopi Dye Sunflowers, raw silk dyed with indigo, indigo leaves “hammered” onto white cotton.
Center square, from my gram’s napkin set. Lower left square, Shibori dyed with indigo.
Pink cotton, dyed with madder. Fern and birch, some of my fave scraps. Yay for French knots!
Marigold and tansy, singing together. I do love an arch.
Yellow onion dye reminded me of sand patterns after a wave. Inspired by some of my pebble collection. Madder, birch catkin and birchbark dyes. Before.
After. Maybe I fiddled with this one too much, but there are no sewing police…so whatever…
Will you see the eclipse where you are? I love that the light will disappear, but IT WILL COME BACK!
xoxoxoxo