A little walk, a little spindling

Cocoa and I took a little walk around the property for our afternoon break to survey the damage and new growth since the storm earlier this week.  She’s doing much better walking on the leash, she no longer panics that I’m taking her away and actually wiggles when she goes out the door.  A major improvement in confidence, but we still haven’t gotten to where she doesn’t try to walk between my feet, yet.

We started our walk by heading to the front of the property where I thought I saw the Lilac blooming when I came home from town this morning.  And I was right, it is blooming, in it’s protected spot between the Silver King Maple and the hollies.

I was advised when we moved here that due to the climate I could either have an Old Fashioned Lilac or a Persian Lilac.  The difference being, as I was told, that the Old Fashioned Lilac may not blossom every year as we don’t get cold winters every year, but the Persian Lilac is not supposed to have any scent.  I chose the Persian Lilac as it was going in the far front corner of the property so the visual was more important to me than the aroma at that distance.  And it has blossomed every year, the bonus being that this year it also has that wonderful lilac aroma.  Although it is so faint you have to literally put your nose into the blossoms to smell it….. and yes, I did.

Coming back along the front of the property, I stopped to examine the Redbuds.  They were in full blossom when the hail storm hit and now they look very dilapidated and brown.  On close inspection I can see why, the blossoms are shredded, and I hope the tree will leaf out okay.

As I looked up to the house I noticed Snowy watching.  I’d like to think he was watching me, but I know he was watching every step of where his Little Miss Cocoa Puff was going without him.  Silly dog.

So being the rather mean mommy I am, we detoured by the garden to inspect the damage instead of my bringing her directly back to him.  My Swiss Chard isn’t looking very good after the storm and I’m hoping it will come back as well, this was one of the least damaged plants.

 

We ended our walk coming into the studio porch where I moved the blueberry bushes to shelter as the storm was coming in, and as I was able to do that they still have the hope of ripening blueberries on them.  Although I don’t know how well these will survive the transplant into their permanent positions (I have no prior blueberry experience).

 

Finally entering the studio where Cocoa had her leash removed and she immediately ran out the back door with Snowy to play.  And I sat down here at the computer to transfer my pictures from my camera and was distracted by my spindling.  This is the new spindle and I love how thin I’m able to spin with it.  I’ve put a nickel in the photo for size reference.

 

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have some more quilting (pantograph) to do yet today and some little chickens to check on.

A little wild weather (and some piecing)

I thought this morning I’d post about the little bit of piecing that I accomplished yesterday; and then we had storms last night.  So, to maintain chronological order on this post, I’ll do both.

I am making progress on the commission quilt, slow progress, but I have plenty of time still.  The blocks are all pieced now and just need to be put together.

I was concerned when I started this quilt as the blues are all blue/white or blue/blue fabrics, and the background is cream and cream/white fabrics (what the client wanted) yet as I work on this I’m liking the combination more and more.  By the end of this coming week I hope to have the top all together as I’m working on this in the evenings after I shut down the studio for longarming and when I’m not in the gardens or yard.

 

And speaking of gardens/yard, the other day the view out my studio window looked like this:

Last night we had a hail storm move through about 4 a.m. and today the view outside looks like this:

 

 

 

And my Bradford Pear has quite a bit of shredding from the hail:

 

 

As for how the chicks survived.  They seem to be okay.  The coop is weatherproof, although it did get down to 60 in it overnight, with the heat lamp running.  But they’re well on their way to feathered now and they seem to be fine, active and eating and not huddled together when I checked this morning.

And they are getting beyond that ugly duckling stage as well:

 

That’s yesterday and last night here at our little acre.  I wonder what today will bring………..oh wait SCRATCH THAT!!!!   I didn’t ask!!!  Whatever the day brings, I’ll just go with the flow.

Christmas Snow

We had snow on Christmas here in North Carolina.  Measurable snow!  I’m not sure if  Charlotte proper actually got measurable snow, last I heard at 11:30 last night the readings at the airport hadn’t quite been deep enough yet to be “measurable”; but it sure was measurable here.  When I went to bed last night we had 3-1/2″ and it was still coming down.  At last check today, after it finally stopped, we were over 5-1/2″ of snow!

Now snow is NOT one of my favorite things, but I will admit, it can be pretty.  And it makes a change from the normal weather.  So I took a walk this morning and took some pictures from around the property to share with my readers.  No, this doesn’t even come close to what New England is getting today, nor to what other places in the country have already received, but still, it’s “measurable” and “memorable” for us here in Cleveland, North Carolina!