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Weaving Wool-Silk Scarves

handwoven wool-silk scarvcesI just took these three scarves off my lovely, little counterbalance loom. The fiber is a wool-silk blend that was hand painted by the talented Tammy of Yarntopia Treasures. This is a colorway she calls Snow White. I really like the fact that this fiber has a handspun look and feel to it – thick and thin parts of the yarn.

From the beginning I wanted these scarves to be woven loosely to ensure plenty of drape. So even though it’s a medium weight (1,440 ypp) yarn, I sett it at 12 ends/inch to accommodate that. I used a point twill threading pattern, and the first scarf I made (on the left) was woven at about 12 picks per inch (PPI). It’s nice, but not as loose as I wanted it.

Next I used a simple basket weave (on the right), setting it at about 9 PPI. Particularly with the blends of the colors, I liked this simple weave. But I wanted something in between in terms of weave.

So for the third scarf (in the middle) I alternated tabby and twill treadling, working at about 10 PPI.

Although all are lovely, I like the two looser ones better.

When I was working with this wool-silk blend on the loom, I found it to be rather scratchy. Being quite sensitive to wool, I was certain that I’d never be able to wear one of these finished scarves around my neck. They seems hard and stiff. But oh, after the wet finishing, they are SOOOOO soft and drapey! I can wrap them around my neck for hours with no itchiness!

I will be putting them up on my website, but they’re not there yet.

Your turn – what fiber has surprised you?

Comfy Socks

white socksActually, these socks are the opposite of what I usually like in foot gear. I go in for dark-colored socks, socks that fit snugly, and socks that are really warm.

But somehow this loose, white, moderate-weight pair pleases me.

One reason is their amazing whiteness. And the fact that somehow they’ve managed to stay sparkling white for months. I think they’re magical socks — there really is no other explanation for all that cleanliness.

Play along with Carmi, or tell me about your socks.

Icicle in Mid-Air

icicle on clothesline

You can just see the corner of the house in this picture — the only thing that can begin to explain how this icicle, unconnected to anything, is horizontally bisected by the clothesline. The weather was just right – that icicle hung there for days, catching the sun as the line moved in the wind.

That moving bit of sun was reflected to me as I lay snuffling and napping on the couch with my recent cold. So even though I had to bundle up with lots of clothes just to get outside and snap this shot, I couldn’t resist.

Carmi’s theme this week is white. Pretty easy for me here in rural, western NY. But now I’m really wishing I’d gotten up off my butt yesterday to capture a shot that was calling to me. The weather’s now changing rapidly and it’s unlikely that particular shot will present itself again for quite a while. C’est la vie.

Your turn – what’s something that you have captured only in your memory?

Handwoven Table Linens

I’m not 100% recovered from my head cold yet, but all the remedies from my last post, plus a few I forgot to mention there, have made definite headway. I don’t need naps anymore, although I do still sound somewhat like the teacher in the Charlie Brown movies.

In between cold treatments I did manage to finish the handwoven table linens. I’ve wet finished them, bought matching thread, and hemmed the napkins.
handwoven table linens

I couldn’t decide whether I should leave the plain fringe on the table runner, do some fancy knotting of that fringe, or hem it. My friends in the Southern Tier Fiber Arts Guild helpfully suggested that machine laundering does a number on fringe, and since I plan to sell this set, I’d better try out some machine washings before final decision time. I haven’t yet done that, but plan to wash them in the machine in my version of a lingerie bag – a tied pillowcase.

Meantime, I’ve been plugging away at my year-end inventory. Pretty quick & easy for the weaving. Amazingly tedious & time consuming for the jewelry.
coned weaving yarnsjewelry supplies
Sometimes makes me wonder – which is worse: actually paying the tax or preparing the needed info for the forms? Wadda you think?

I’m Sick

Not the kind of sick that means really great, but the kind that means no one should come near me.

I’m pretty sure it’s your basic head cold. I’m also pretty sure that Amanda gave it to me when we spoke on the phone on Tuesday evening. Either that, or Jenny gave it to me when I read her on New Year’s Eve and it had a long incubation period. It had to be one of them, ‘cuz no one else I know has it.

Here’s what’s surrounding me now.
cold remedies
In case you can’t recognize everything in the photo, I’ll explain.

  • Starting at the left, there’s the omnipresent box of kleenex. It has to always be within reach, ‘cuz the nose is dripping like a faucet.
  • Then comes the wide array of tonics: elderberry elixir, echinacea tincture, respiratory relief tincture, vitamin C, and zinc, all designed to kick the cold in the butt.
  • Hiding behind all those bottles is the aspirin, essentially for fighting the inevitable headache, and the thermometer, to see if I really do have a fever.
  • Then there’s the herbal teas designed to both fight the germs and soothe my throat, particularly when paired with the honey.
  • Behind it all is the orange juice and water – you know, rest in bed & drink plenty of fluids. That’s all well & good until you have to get up 4 times during the night to pee.
  • The little jar to the left of my tea cup partners with the blue calico fabric; the first contains an herbal version of vapo-rub, the second wraps around my neck and chest to keep all those herbs in place while I’m sleeping.
  • The little box on the right is for all those snotty kleenex. Have to have at least one garbage container in each room — although I can carry the kleenex box around, I’m not carrying the garbage bin around with me.
  • The book? That’s just for looks. I can’t really stay awake long enough to read, but it helps me maintain the illusion that I can.

I should have known I was getting sick when my hair started hurting mid-day on Tuesday. I just didn’t read the signs right.

Your turn — what’s your favorite cold remedy?