Friday, February 15, 2008

The Ides of February

With official spring five weeks away, there's not a bit of relief from winter in sight yet. Okay so maybe getting more rain than snow counts but there's still snow with every precipitation event so I'm not sure if that counts toward springness.

The 'marmalade' sweater being done I had a look at how much handspun I had left. Is there enough to make a vest from this. My usual rough and ready guestimation process complete I believe I'm blessed with enough of the yarn.

Then I hear about the progress of my qiviut blend from the mill in NB where it has been sent for processing and I am now so twitchy and excited in anticipation that I'm even prepared to do some house cleaning (for which this is the perfect energy) while I wait. Don't faint dear reader, but hey I live in comfort knowing that you have no idea what that entails in my household. The qiviut will be a 60/40 blend with an oatmeal coloured merino. Alyson at the mill said it blends in so well that there's no noticeable colour change from the original qiviut down. There was 23.6 ounces of down when it was cleaned and de-haired. There will be 2 pounds of roving for me to spin.

I'm now considering what else I can afford to send to the mill this winter since I don't have time to pick and card my acquired fleeces due to work commitments and the weariness that ensues. So I'm dreaming of pretty fluffy roving from say a couple of Shetland fleeces and perhaps even the Cotswold.  Dare we dream?

Off to Sydney to do a two day workshop on The Age Advantage Program which I'm looking forward to, though much as I enjoy Cape Breton, it is not my destination of choice in February. Somewhere warmer might nice, but that's just about any place except my house, though the area right near the wood stove is toasty enough.  So I suppose I should consider myself fortunate to spend 3 nights in a hotel?

It's nearly time to prepare some chicken curry for supper.  I had my first ever taste of white truffle (or as close as I'm likely to get to that) when I put several drops of truffle infused olive oil on my scrambled eggs.  Not sure what to make of this very potent flavour, less than an eight of a tsp went into flavouring my eggs.  My early comment on the experience--haunting....

1 comment:

Trollfiend said...

Pigs perhaps have an unfair reputation as being filthy beasts. That being said I generally make it a rule not to eat any food that has been previously lipped by an animal (not to mention Kopi Luwak... I like coffee and all, but eww). So I've never been especially keen on the idea of truffles.

On reflection, I guess I'm a bit of a hypocrite. After all, I eat eggs...