That addicting dyeing process has been knocking at my door again. Silk and linen bundles are currently sitting in iron and aluminum pots, filled with neighbourhood plant leaves and debris. Acorns, pine needles, oak leaves, rose leaves, boxwood, smokebush, and a couple of frozen eucalyptus leftover from my daughter’s wedding. All in the pot. Tiny little bundles wrapped around chopsticks and tied with recycled string from indigo dyeing, are waiting until tomorrow’s reveal. Boiled for 45 minutes with filtered water, and then insulated in a wool blanket. Can’t wait!
On a neighbourhood walk, I found a discarded non-functioning piano stool. Yep, I scooped it up, dismantled it, wire brushed the entire disassembled stool, and put it back together again. It now swivels, raises and lowers, and is now a plaything for my 2 yr old
grandson. Next step….buy a piano for him.
These guys are settling into their new nest, after a magpie knocked 3 babies to the ground. The mom waited in the tree, dropping mice from above to her owlets below. A young local construction worker contacted the owl sanctuary and was told that he could touch the babies and put them back up in the tree. So….he did just that. He built a lovely platform with some stuffing on it, placed the babies in it and voila! Mom and babes are snug and thriving.