Day before yesterday one of the cars was making a horrid noise ...as if something was very wrong with the brakes. My husband decided to take it in to the shop and drop it off to be looked at and repaired, I was to follow over in my car and give him a ride home...except my car wouldn't start. GAH! Doublewhammy. See what I mean?
So, I made some time to enjoy the rose bush.
I don't know the name of it. It is older than I am. Here before I was.
A couple of hours with some flax on the distaff, and the roses, the sounds of the river and the birds and bees does wonders for my disposition. I can't fix my own car, but I can spin my own linen.
Now if only the car repair guy wanted to barter, what a wonderful world it would be.
7 comments:
Great photo's to express your current state. Hope the car stuff isn't too costly.
Love your image of the dressed distaff. Spinning is like meditation...it really does center us at the still point of the turning world.
Maybe his wife knits and you could barter. :) A hopeful thought for you. Your picture shows the perfect analogy that we all sometimes feel. I hope that whiff of rose is enough to take you to a better place. Hugs...
There'd have to be something really bad wrong with your car to justify a hand spun flax trade ;-).
Love your pics as always!
Tell me more about the dressing of the distaff. The flax looks very delicate. How did you achieve this?
Hi Cindy!
I'm happy to tell you more about the distaff!! ( I just finished writing an article about it, so I'm glad you asked!)
When you dress the distaff, you twirl the handle of the distaff and pick up the strands of flax from the middle of the strick. You don't want to pick up clumps, because you don't want to spin clumps...so the process of dressing the distaff is generally the most important part. It is a good idea to take your time and dress it properly so you won't be pulling down too many strands of flax at once when you being to spin.
The distaff in the photo has the very last of the flax on it. I had been spinning for a few hours and so this photo was what the first layer would look like as you begin to wind on. I thought it looked pretty the way the sun caught it, with the sky showing through. '-)
Normally, you don't see this thin of a layer, except for the moment that you are involved with dressing it at the beginning. A completely dressed distaff looks a little bit like a big beehive, or a cocoon. As you feed the flax to the wheel, it comes off the distaff a few strands at a time, and finally ends up with just a few last wisps that are usually pretty short. It is mesmerizing to watch...I could feed flax to a wheel from a distaff all afternoon...
I learn so much from you - and your description is inspiring.
Good luck with the vehicles!!
Love your flax. What is with the little drop gourd item? Just asking as I do lots of art gourds.
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