So far, in this new year, we have been
up before sunrise,
sewing (me, not George),
This petite Singer Featherweight is the only sewing machine I’ve ever owned. It is older than I am, easy to use and maintain, and pleasing to the eye.
building a bookcase (George, not me),
Before even tackling the bookcase, George had to set up a workshop. He put a lot of time and care into this beauty. I love it.
and getting acquainted with a spinning wheel.
We found this lovely old wheel at an antique store, black with lanolin-infused grime. Likely she had been sitting in an attic or barn for years. She seemed to have all her essential parts and the price was very right, so we took her home. Unfortunately, when we bought her last summer, I wasn’t blogging and didn’t think to take any photos of her original state. Wish I had.
In the fall, I started cleaning her up. It took several weeks and a lot of elbow grease but eventually beautiful wood–at least three different kinds–emerged.
The workmanship on these old wheels fascinates me.
I’m still learning her quirks and feel. When the yarn properly uptakes to this bobbin, the band to the wheel tends to fall off and when the band stays on, the yarn doesn’t feed. I hope we’ll work it out.
If not, she makes delightful shadows
Zoe likes January.
George has been hauling wood,
we have been doing a lot of cooking,
My favorite cooking utensils, 15 to 20 years old, hand carved by Don Duncan in North Carolina.
This one’s hickory.
a little wildlife viewing,
I gave George a game camera for Christmas to check out the wildlife on our property. So far, all we’ve seen are these fat raccoons heading down the driveway in the middle of the night.
Our local roving wild turkeys seemed to have survived hunting season. There were more than 30 turkeys in this flock.
going for daily walks,
and watching this amaryllis bloom.