Most of the day was spent in the field, putting up shade houses and covering the hosta beds with 60% shade cloth.  Up and down the ladder, all day.  Climb up, unroll some cloth, bungee it to the structure, climb back down, move ladder three feet and repeat.  Over and over.  Temps hit 90.  Mother Nature must be laughing.  That we had a fire going on Monday is not lost on me.  By the time we were finished it, the temps were down to 86.  Time to jump into the pond.  The water has NOT had time to warm up.  Heart stopping.  Refreshing.  Back stroking out is one thing, but having that icy cold water stream past your belly, oh my…! 

I took a breather and came in to have a cold drink and go online to find Wendy’s pattern for toe up socks.  I’m at the point where I have to make the gusset or heel or whatever comes next in a toe up.  While waiting for the dial up to get where i point it, I spin.  The Schacht sits next to my desk.   

I’m working on a pound of 50% alapca / 50% wool that I bought at the RI Sheep & Wool festival last Saturday from the Twist of Fate Spinnery guys.  Thought I’d see what their processed fiber felt like. 

Pretty grey.

Spins up nicely.  I’m thinking three ply.

In answer to some of your comments from yesterday, the paw prints were Coon.  The bear, however, did go through the outhouse, tossing everything, EVERYTHING, out onto the lawn while he finished off the sunflower seeds.  So far, I haven’t heard a mountain lion this year.