middenmeadows's blog

February is always the month where I watch the intrepid daffodils poke their grey-green leaves up from the deep green of last fall's grass, and begin to show their blossom buds.  Last year my mother and I planted 20 different varieties, including GREEN ones, all along one side of my driveway.  This year they've flourished and spread, and are making an incredible display.  We're hoping to get the other side of the long driveway planted this year.

I love January, where the entire year glistens like a new car, pristine and stretching out before us with infinite good possibilities...

Whew,  December went by faster than usual, with myriad custom orders to fill, freshly sheared lamb's wool to intake (poor wee lambies!) and it seems we barely got our Holiday decorations and lights up before it's almost time to take them down again.  December is one of my most favorite months, I love the music, the food, and the short days and long winter evenings to play with all the fibers we have garnered and gathered from far and near all summer long.  The unexpected lamb's wool was of such high quality we just had to have it.  And I'm pretty sure those naked lambs

This is the month where the wind howls around my house (and through it, if someone opens a door!)   It makes me want to settle in with a steaming hot mug of absolutely anything, and work on projects.  Right now I'm halfway through a 1200 yd.

The first rain has fallen, leaving the dust settled, the air refreshed, and we've got a warm wind blowing from the south.  I had an order for 10 lb. of clean Coopworth wool, and managed to get it washed and dried in that warm wind just before the rains came.  Our constant Langlois wind is such a friend when you are in a hurry to dry heaps of clean wool, or skeins and skeins of yarns.  We hang them on the rails of our front porch that faces the highway, sometimes dull grey, but sometimes a rainbow of bright colors fluttering in the breeze. 

We know it's September when the neighbors start calling and telling me my Shetland sheep are in their yards or their back pastures.  We live on a loop road, and though the back of our place is well fenced (to keep the neighbors cows OUT), the east and west sides of our property is...

I never in my wildest dreams believed how much work is involved in all those wonderful, easy to navigate websites I've been browsing around in all these years.  It's very time consuming, but I'm learning a lot.  What's hardest is to try to impart the uniqueness and variety that is our "brick and mortar" store, without you the customer being able to see, smell, and most of all TOUCH what's being offered.  For instance, today I sold yarn right off my smoking hot spinning wheel, yarn that wasn't even spun yet.  It was durable, warm light brown Shetland sport weight sock ya