Today I gardened. Here's the morning glory soaking until I plant tomorrow
And outside I assembled pots, soil, tools and energy to plant seeds. But first, there's always a but first, since I was putting plants all over right out here I had to first seize the day and riddle out the condensation pipe for the AC.
For reasons best known to Saint Brickitup patron saint of builders, this vital pipe which carries out and disposes of the gallons of condensation generated in a hot humid summer, was installed below grade.
Right where leaves and other debris are driven in by winter weather and rain, blocking it up unless I dig down each year, find it, riddle it out and redo my Rube Goldberg fix, also dig under it to allow gravity to work on the condensation.
This is not an easy area, being jammed among important immovable stuff as you see, and is one of the most tiring tasks of the year.
The clay tile deflects rain from the pipe opening, hidden under a rock, which I've covered with mesh to repel debris. And it has to be jammed together so that squirrels and weather don't shift it.
Then I was able to do the easy job of raking the area smoother, hauling planters and bags of soil, like a son of toil under a ton of soil, distribute seeds, water them in and squirrel proof the containers.
Qtips soaked in peppermint essential oil, stuck into the pots.
But before this I had to make lunch, which turned out to be onions and garlic, in baharat and salt, fried gently down to not caramelized but halfway there, with the last of those mushroom walnut not-burger things cooked on top, and steamed broccoli.
The reveal, croquettes aux champignons et noix, avec les oignons et l'ail! And this was pretty good in any language. Dessert was yogurt, maroo raisins and raw sugar.
But first, before that, I had to finish threading the heddle for the next skirt panel, And found that though the measuring was fine, the warp thread counting had left something to be desired.
I had to figure out, and add, a dozen more warp threads, and now it's ready for tomorrow's attaching to the belt and the weaver.
But before that, I'd caught a marvelous ancient fiber find, on Twitter, then I followed it to YouTube.
A complete ancient Norse tunic, woven with a diamond pattern, found where the Norwegian ice has melted. It looked like a bunch of scrap fabric, until the researchers unfolded and cleaned it and were stunned.
Valuable in its time, a masterpiece of spinning and weaving over many working hours, it's now hugely significant in terms of fiber and cultural history.
Happy day everyone! I think I'm up to now, and a cup of tea.
But first, before I forget, I did ask Sandy about the sweater pattern Tigger's F needed to know. It's on Ravelry, pattern name Wool and Honey.
Okay now I'm up to now. I did other stuff, now too tired to write about it, also enough's probably enough!
