Milkweed & Teasel

Showing posts with label spinning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spinning. Show all posts
Saturday, 6 August 2011

Cogknitive Therapy

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Occasionally all the death gets to me. I'm not complaining. The result is one nearly-full freezer, including a deer, one and a half lamb...
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Tuesday, 27 July 2010

Half-Assed and How Not to Do It

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If I was ever qualified to write a book on a subject, it would be doing a job with only half the knowledge and a limited box of tools. That ...
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Sunday, 30 May 2010

Results of the Sweater Challenge

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Today was the final day. The bet was that I couldn't finish knitting my cardigan by midnight on 30 May - Ta Daa ! . E ven though my ...
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Sunday, 25 October 2009

Fall Back

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The clocks went back last night. In my old life, that gave me an extra hour in bed which I used to fixate on with an unhealthy obsession - a...
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Monday, 10 August 2009

Feeding the Animals

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I've been given my first beat to look after, temporarily, as Mike's underkeeper is on paternity leave. A beat is a huge pen full of ...
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Sunday, 9 August 2009

Fleeces & Jams

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This weekend, I finished spinning and plying 2 hanks of Jacob wool from the estate's flock. I spun the wool semi-worsted so it will be l...
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Jennifer Montero
Two decades ago I left New England for olde England with nothing but my books and degrees in anthropology and art history. After some years toiling in various museums and historic sites, I decided to pursue my passion for the outdoors and enrolled in agriculture college. While working as head gardener on an estate in Dorset, I met my husband, a gamekeeper. His is one of those archaic jobs that only appear in Hardy novels and episodes of Downton Abbey. We now live and work together on a private estate raising game birds. Life in the country is not all bunting and cream teas—more blisters and cold rains. But with a dog leash in one hand and my Debretts Guide to British Etiquette in the other, I am conquering the British countryside, training dogs, caring for pheasant chicks, battling predators, and cooking. LOTS of cooking. In my spare time I tend a flock of sheep, and in winter I butcher and sell local game and wild food. It's hard work, but it's never dull. So sit, read, and laugh along. And be glad that you work in a temperature-controlled building like a normal person
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