One dumb idea was to use the theme of Lines or Separations, Old and New. Oh, my, that was unwieldy. But a few pictures that I found might have worked with that theme.
In the back yard pool the plumbing got completely blocked with matted spruce needles from the neighbors' tree. We had to call a repairman, but by the time he arrived and blew out the plug with CO2, B. had mentioned our problem to the neighbors and they cut down the tree! I hope they will finish off the tall stump soon.
Even now this oak hardwood is being turned into floors in our house, but I took the photo when it was sitting in the family room acclimating for two weeks.
I noticed how the lines of iron railing make an X over the stairs, as though to signify that they will not exist in their same form after they get some of that beautiful oak covering them. But in the meantime my elbow complained from pulling staples out.
The most troublesome line of all is this one, below, on the ceiling that flows without a border from the family room into the kitchen. The kitchen has satin paint but the family room has flat paint. I've been working hard, on a ladder several times with a brush or a little roller, painstakingly trying to get a straight line between the old textured kitchen surface and the new smooth family room ceiling. I'm not yet finished, but I hope all that's left is to roll once more some flat paint on the family room side.
My first picture of the wool shows it at its most appealing. If you click on the photo you can see close up the lines of golden lanolin.
Before I leave this topic, I have to say that I love the wool, even though I got a bad batch. Working with it before washing, I couldn't stop sniffing at my hands with the good-smelling lanolin on them, and they felt so soft, too. Now that the lanolin is out, the wool is white and fluffy where it isn't still dirty. Makes me think that spinning would be satisfying, too.
And now that the stove is in the living room while the floors are being laid, I ran over to Wal-Mart and bought a GE electric kettle so I can make tea. That's it sitting on the new kitchen counter.
Since I didn't want to be in the way of the floor guys, I spent a long time at church one day, making communion bread, taking inventory in the bookstore, and removing several monster wheelbarrow loads of a pretty plant that had taken over one perennial bed.
When the plant is blooming, you get an impression of purple at the tips, but they droop down a bit, so it's vague and not eye-catching. When I cleaned up some of the mess I found these flowers that had fallen off, lying on the blacktop like flower candycorn.
May has been mostly cold and wet, with a few sunny and warm hours to encourage seeds to sprout. The gardens have some lush growth of certain plants, and the largest snails I have ever seen. I was able to fit in another trip to see Seventh Grandson, and as I type he is sitting on The Quilt playing with his toys.
Doesn't the Bible say something about lines falling in pleasant places? I could have used that verse, wherever it is, if I'd made this post all about lines.
7 comments:
wow; that is a lot of going ons!
I think it is Psalm 16 that has this line...
Would love to see pictures of the new wood floors when they are in!
Psalm 16:6 -- "The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places; indeed, my heritage is beautiful to me." I think your post was lovely to read :)
Well there are some good lines in your post and I lined right up to read you...
and yes I am tired enough from all day gardening to resort to one liners instead of being able to summon a more insightful or sensitive comment.
It occurs to me that it would be easier to wash the wool on the sheep and make them stand nicely still while they are brushed and fluffed out and then clip their wool than what you are having to go through. Of course I have never had any sheep and I can barely brush my dog, but the one time his fur was used for yarn ( Suzy C.) I had just bathed and brushed him.
If you decide to make any dog dolls...well he is still quite furry. I told you I was tired!
Remodeling is a disruptive and I think you have done marvelously well and I look forward to seeing it.
You'll love your new floor. You'll feel so thankful when you put your feet on the good warm wood. I like your busy doings. I sense a perfect pace.
I enjoyed reading about your days. Lots to do and lots happening where you live. Thank you for sharing it with us.
Jody
My daughter was a spinner for many years before college took up much of her time. I don't think I've ever seen wool looking that bad. What a task!
I *love* my electric teakettle. I actually need to replace it because I bought a cheap plastic one and the hard water has discolored it rather badly.
We have a textured ceiling in our family room. I hate it, but not quite so much as to change it - it looks like SUCH a chore. But, ours is the kind that cannot be painted on, so something will have to be done if we ever sell our home.
I so enjoyed your update.
So many beautiful photos...the wool and butternut squash...flowers that fell. How funny the neighbors just cut their pine tree like that! We had a big event down the street here yesterday, the biggest maple tree was cut down! I'm posting a few pics on my blog!!!
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