2 posts tagged “life”

When a LARGE animal dies at one's home the question of what to do with the beast arises.  In our case, with really hot weather approaching (100 degrees F +) we simply could not wait.  We called the renderer, now the company calls itself &*^% Commodities.  I don't want to use their real name.  They do a much needed service to the community and the guy who drives the truck couldn't be nicer.  But, COMMODITIES?????  I guess it's better than the old Monty Python "Bring out yer dead, bring out yer dead!".  So we said our final goodbyes to our dear Sassie.  What a waste.  She was a beautiful animal with a personality to match her name.  Our last ride together we seemed to start to have that horse/rider connection.  It was wonderful.  I will miss her.

In other news, spinning course level 4 is coming up next week.  I get to travel to Beautiful Alberta.  From looking at Google Maps the place I am going to appears to be all mountains and valleys.  It looks lovely and I love this time of year.  Days are long enough to see what's what after classes so there should be some sight seeing going on.  I have never been to Calgary so I'm excited to go.  Also, friends from last year will be there.  I will meet up with Angela at the airport and Mary will be there as well.  Spinning flax this year as well as using commercial dyes.  Dyeing up your yarn is always fun.  Watching white turn all sorts of lovely shades.  We also have to give a 15 minute mini lesson suitable for beginning spinners.  I haven't quite decided yet what I'm going to talk about.  I think I will talk about carding from washed locks to rolags or rovings.  I guess I need to pack some Romney.  I am taking my wheel, a distaff (made from an old music stand) my lazy kate, a ball winder, carders, combs and an assortment of other oddments one needs to spin. 

By the way, did anyone read the editorial in the last Spin Off?  It was by Abby Franquemont and she has described exactly how I feel about spinning.  It's hard to imagine that spinning, knitting, weaving etc were once something done in almost every household.  Imagine a life without twisted fibers.  Just think about how societies were 'enmeshed' in the trading of everything from wool, silk, cotton etc.  Wars fought, monies made.   Do read it if you can.

There seems to be some sort of charity walk-a-thon going on over at the middle  school behind our house.  Our southwest corner is at the northeast corner of the football field and it is covered in tents and chairs and someone has set up a sound system.  I wouldn't mind so much if they would play something decent.  But alas, it is a jumble of country, easy listening, 80's rock guh.  I suppose it's easy to walk to, and it has a nice beat.  I give it a 67.  I don't know how many of you used to watch Dick Clark's Bandstand on Saturdays.  We did.  Like what happened in the musical "Hairspray".  All those polished faces and smiling and everyone dressed up.  Then the British invaded.  Thank goodness.  No more Neil Sedaka.  Yikes.  Well, time to pack a few more things.  Maybe make up some cheat sheets for my 'lesson'  Hope everyone has a good week end.

Sometimes life doesn't make sense.  Or should I say death.  This morning my DH got word that the 23 year old son of a close friend was killed in a freak accident.  He and a couple of buddies were up in the mountains pushing over trees and a 'snag' or what we in fire service call a 'widow maker' fell and killed him instantly.  Who is rolling the dice up there?  A vibrant light was snuffed out.  Why?  Can anyone give me an answer?  Who does one beseech in times like this?  God?  Allah? Jesus?  The All Encompassing Love Spirit?  My youngest is the same age as this young man.  I can not begin to imagine a world with out her in it.  How will this young man's parents cope?  Does time heal?  Does God hear us?  Is there a God that would let this happen?  Is it all a cosmic joke?  Some one, please tell me.