Wednesday, September 19, 2007

A Jumbled Photo-Essay

A squinty alpaca, and a pygmy goat, who tried to eat my camera...

The bridge... the verrry long bridge that takes you back to where they sell apples. Walking it is obligatory if you've packed five children along for the day. The creaking planks are a free little 'extra' the orchard throws in. Yes, I got nauseous, but did make it across without having to crawl on hands and knees, thank you...
Here are two shots of the Olympic Cutting Table, or 'Olympia', as I like to call her. Have you ever seen such amazing legs on what would typically be a pedestrian piece of furniture? These are paneled in layers... with capped feet and joinery that would make Norm Abrams ashamed of himself. This, dear reader, is a cutting table as 'art'...

and here is a close up of the leg panel, and of Melly's ink. That's a butterfly on her foot, and she's busy cutting out the pink dot/teacup apron for the apron-along. While I sat on the floor I snapped another, parting pic to close this blog entry... the minuscule yarn wall, or a goodly portion of it. There may have been some careful editing, as I was trying to keep the corner of the patchwork throw in the photo. (it's done in 'Freshcut' from Heather Bailey... coral pinks and yellows... super cute!)
And now I have to throw poopy-pants boy in the shower and start my day. Lots to get done, and my Rowan rep comes to the shop at the end of October. I think we have to knock out another wall... Latah, knittas. Cami


p.s. I should have mentioned the secret snap of redrhonda in the first 'Olympia' table shot. She is laughing at some craziness, or perhaps she is plotting to steal your wool... be afraid... very afraid.














1 comment:

gaylen said...

I love that table. How pretty! It's a fabulous piece of furniture - but is it big enough to actually cut something out on?

g