Saturday, April 30, 2011

Violet Jelly

Robert Browning once wrote, 'Such a starved bank of moss Till that May-morn, Blue ran the flash across: violets were born!'

I love violets. 

Really, really love them.   

When I was a kid I read a piece in the newspaper about making violet jelly.    So I made some.   I was probably 13 or 14 or so.  It didn't turn out that year, but I never forgot about it and later on when I was older I found Ewell Gibbons' book, Stalking the Healthful Herbs.   He had a recipe in there for violet jelly and so I made some and it worked!  

This is all it takes:

violets
4 cups sugar
1 pkg pectin
  • Pick enough violets to stuff a pint jar.   Take the green parts off.   
  • Put the petals in the jar and cover with boiling water.   
  • Let sit and steep overnight.
  • Strain petals out and add enough water to make 2 cups of  violet juice.
  • Make jelly according to the instructions on your pectin.   
Note:  Pectins from different makers are ....different.   They have different cooking methods and those methods are not transferable.  You can't use the Sure-Jell instructions for Ball and vice versa.    It doesn't matter which pectin you use - just follow the directions for that brand.  

Which one do I like best?    I like Ball low sugar pectin because it doesn't matter how much sugar I choose to use.   I can use that same pectin for lots of sugar [violet jelly] or not so much sugar [blackberry jelly].   

Rumor has it that you can make dandelion jelly this way, too.    The Ks vetoed that.   They have no interest in dandelion jelly.   If I can work up the fortitude to pick that many dandelions on my own, I just might try it anyway.

Friday, April 29, 2011

Fresh Mascarpone

Mascarpone
As I mentioned a couple of days ago,  I scored some fresh milk at a dairy nearby.    I bought two gallons.   Both gallons had loads of cream and the first thing I did when we got home was skim it off.    By hand.   Actually, by spoon. 

It was a zen thing.

I got a full quart of cream and promptly made Mascarpone with a Creme Fraiche culture I got from Ricki, the cheese queen at New England Cheesemaking Supply.

These cultures are EASY to use.
  • You heat the milk or cream to 86 degrees.   
  • You stir in one packet of the powdered culture.   
  • You let it sit overnight.   
  • In the morning, you gently dump the whole thing into a big colander lined with cheesecloth and let it sit and drain until it's a consistency you want.   The longer it drains, the drier it is. 
Get the cheesecloth from Ricki, too, when you're getting cultures.   

Mascarpone is a cream cheese.   We like it just a little sweet, so I added a bit of vanilla sugar to it.  The batch in the pic was drained for a couple of hours in the fridge and was a bit drier than I would have liked.

No matter.   It's delicious with fruit or  Hot Cross Buns. [recipe coming soon!]

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Lilacs

One of the nice things about getting a place in the country that's been there for a long time is the old-fashioned flowers that come with it.    We see lots of very old varieties of iris, daffodils, peonies, flowering bushes, etc.

We inherited some wonderful old peonies, a pathetic forsythia, which we tore out, and these gorgeous lilacs.

 
They smell divine. 

Divine, divine, divine. 

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

The Swiss Connection - Local Indiana Cheese

photo:  www.swissconnectioncheese.com
On Friday, we went to a dairy near us that makes farmstead cheese.     The Swiss Connection is located just north of Clay City off of Hwy 59 about a mile and a half.

It's about a 45-50 minute drive for us, but well worth it.  We've had a lot of rain here and when we got to the Worthington bridge over the White River, the road was under water.   We had to detour way down to Bloomfield to get across the river.  Once across, we didn't run into any other water over the road past Clay City.

The Swiss Connection is a family farm and business run by the Yegerlehners.  They make farmstead cheese - which means they make cheese with milk from their own cows.  And that cheese is fabulous!

Inside the shop they have a big window so you can see the cheese works.  On Friday, we met Alan, the owner and chief cheese maker, who was happy to sell us  ice cream [made there, but not with their milk] and plenty of aged cheeses.  We got a pazia for the first time - it's a lot like parmesan.  Great flavor, very dry.

We also scored some fresh milk, with a thick layer of cream on top and some squeakers.   I couldn't have been happier.  Once we got home, I made 3 kinds of cheese with that fabulous milk.  More on that later. 

Note:  The milk and the squeakers are sold as pet food - according to Indiana law.   Indiana law prohibits the sale of raw dairy products for human consumption.   Don't get me started on the whole food police thing.  It makes me crazy.  [Contact your state legislators if you think this law is stupid.   We do.   Regularly.]  Cheeses made with raw milk and aged more than 60 days are considered 'safe' and can be sold for human consumption.

Support your local dairies and producers - we need them!   Visit The Swiss Connection at the Bloomington Farmer's Market.

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Flood

So, we've had a little rain.

Every freakin' day.

For years.

Ok.  Fine.  I'm exaggerating.   It only feels like years.  Really it's just been weeks.    Our water table is very happy.    So is our well.    If our well is happy, I'm happy.

Once in a while we get flash floods that fill up our low spots.    The other night we had one and when we woke up, things had been rearranged a bit and there were big piles of sand where there hadn't been the day before.

K2's area suffered the biggest transformation.    You might have to blow the pic up to see the notes.
The log bridge is usually wedged between two willow stumps.   The water had to get high and fast to loosen it and move it.

This is just across the road.   See the grass where it looks like someone drove over it?   That's where the water was flowing from one side of the road to the other.

Here's a closer look.   Notice where the girls found the other half of K2's footbridge.
This is the flood path we found in our squishy meadow.
The creek is behind me and curves off around the left side of the pic.   K2 is standing in it.

Further up, we found a new dam.
We named it Turtle Dam because at the bottom of it we found a box turtle treading water.  Poor thing must have been picked up and swept in by the flood.  Probably had been there all night long.  He was so relieved to be rescued.  
 This is what the flood waters did when they hit the new dam:


We found new sand deposits everywhere.    We don't mind much.   The sand keeps the Virginia bluebells [mertensia virginiana] happy.



And the ducks don't mind the new arrangement at all.

Monday, April 25, 2011

Visiting Toad

This is King.  He is a toad. 

He came to visit us from Iona, Idaho.   He is doing some research on different parts of the country for his friend Savannah, who is a 5th grader at Iona Elementary School.  

We think he is adorable.  I especially love his eye patch.  It reminds me of one of my favorite artists - Dale Chihuly, who also has an eye patch.






While King was visiting us he had a chat with Tibby. 









And he spent some time with the chickens.   The chickens were very impressed with him.










He tried to find some tree frogs to hang out with, but they didn't show up. 







King happened to come on a night when we were having Greek food.    He loved the baklava, but wasn't so excited about the bean salad. 






After dinner, he took a little cat nap with Blue.  He needs to rest up because tomorrow he will be on his way to Washington state to visit someone else.  


Bon Voyage, King!

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Hairpin Lace Tunic

I've been busy making samples to show off the new yarns.   Here is a lacy tunic in hairpin lace crochet, made in the Bamboo Tape (150 yds, $16); color: berry.   It took 3 skeins.



I got the pattern from Kristin Ohmdahl's book Crochet So Fine.     It was a simple pattern and there are great directions for learning how to do hairpin lace crochet, if you don't already know how.   I highly recommend it. 

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Tulip Poplar

Liriodendron tulipifera, the state tree of Indiana, is often called the tulip poplar.   It's not a poplar at all.  It's related to the magnolia, which isn't surprising because it has beautiful flowers.

photo:  Lindley Ashline, Winged Photography on Flickr.
The squirrels love the flowers and the seeds.  I've seen them perform spectacular aerial feats to get to the flowers at the tops of the branches. 

During the leafy season, it's easy to identify the tree from the leaves.   Wide, symmetrical, two large points above, and one or two smaller points to each side.    
However, this tree has some pretty distinctive trunk and bark patterns that allow you to identify it when the leaves are down, too.
Notice the upside down V markings on the trunk.    Those marks are from branches.   As the tree grows and the lower branches come off, the markings stay.   The markings get darker and larger as you go up the tree to the current branches.  The bigger the branch gets, the bigger the marking gets.

So, next time you're in the woods, you'll be able to recognize one of these, regardless of the time of year.   It might save your life.  

Or not. 

Friday, April 22, 2011

School - Khan Academy

A friend sent me the link to Khan Academy.   They are a terrific math and science site and you need to see it, too.    Everything is free.

www.khanacademy.org

Go there and be amazed.

They have more than 2100 tutorials.   You can access them for free.

This is great for those of us who aren't really excited about teaching math.   Or science.  Or maybe we are excited about teaching it and our kids don't like the teacher.  And it's free.

They even have econ.   And current econ events.   And history.    And finance.

And it's all free.  

I heart Khan Academy.

The End.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Inspiration - April Flowers

One of my favorite colorways came about as I was looking at the flowers that bloom around here in April.  

These flowers were the inspiration for the Nepeta colorway.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Studio tour

While the studio was clean last week for the Weekly Special taping, I thought it might be nice to record the cleanliness for posterity.    It's not likely to be that clean again for a long time. 

And while I was at it, I thought you might like to see the sanitized version of where I do my creating.


This is the studio.  Yes, those red doors are where the logo came from.   The center ones are taller.  They weren't supposed to be.  It's a long story.

Once you get inside, this is what you'll see.    Turn to your left.   No, the other left.
This is the southwest corner.    The big green cabinet was rescued by my dad from an office that was moving.   It used to be dark brown.   It's much happier green.   The stack of boxes next to it are full of yarn ready to sell.


This is the north east corner.
There's more of those boxes.   You can see my 8H Baby Wolf Loom - with a tencel warp on it.   More about it later.   Against the wall are shelves full of books, parts, and scrapbooking stuff.    The couch was an incredibly lucky Salvation Army find - $15, in great shape and no stink.


This is the view you get when you walk in the front - straight onto the north wall.
The table was a garage sale find.  It used to be a hideous baby poop yellow.   It's happier naked.  Notice that it is cleaned off.   You'll never see it that way again.    The white basket underneath the table is full of natural dye samples that we need to put on cards.  Behind the couch is all the stuff that wouldn't fit in a cabinet or on a shelf.  

Moving clockwise to the right [as opposed to clockwise to the left.   No, your other left] you see the White Yarn Corner.     It has so much yarn in it that it creates it's own gravity.
That's the bathroom door back there.    I love having a bathroom in the studio.   Especially since we only have one in the house. 

Moving on, we have the east wall - dye area.
 Notice the last batch of natural dye samples still hanging over the washer.   Those are the apple twig ones.
 I have two 6 ft tables set up all the time.   It's barely enough surface to hold everything I want to have out.    The black plastic bags are contractor size trash bags that I use to cover the tables when I dye.   I love them.   We use them for trash, too.   When we need a trash bag, we get one from the studio stack.  

This is the dye sink.   Recycled from one of those dudes who sells fixed bikes and lawn mowers out of his garage.   I love guys like that.    The little wood cabinet that fits so nicely under it is a salvage, too.   It came just last year. 

 This is the dye cabinet area.    
The hanging cabinets came from First Saturday salvage place.   The stove came from the side of the road for free.   The brown cabinet came from someone's garage. 

This is the dye cart. 
It sits next to the stove and holds the small glass dye jars, the big stack of dye rags, assorted dye pots and the very important stack of aprons. 

This is the view from the back of the studio, facing the front doors.    I love this view.
The bay tree to the right of the door is one we've had for years.   We got it when it was about 8 inches high.   It's usually decorated when it's inside for the winter.   The bush behind it is a rosemary that I've managed to keep alive for about 5 years now.   A friend gave me a Meyer lemon this year and hopefully it will bear next year.  

I love my studio. 

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Northern Racer

Northern racers are not NASCAR dudes hailing from above the Mason Dixon line.   Nope. 

This is a northern racer.
photo:  pwhs.webs.com/reptilesofpa.htm
K2 came across a big one of these on one of our paths.     She didn't disturb him and luckily I was nearby.     I like snakes so I took the opportunity to try and flip him over with a long handled hoe.    He didn't like it.   At all.    See that long skinny tail?    He started thrashing around and rattling that tail like a rattler - pretty distinctive behavior and enough for us to identify him later.

Interesting factoid:   Northern black racers are classified as Coluber constrictor constrictor .   However, they are not constrictors. 

Monday, April 18, 2011

Greencastle

Here's a quick re-cap of the weekend.

FUN!

Fiber festivals are great places to get a good overview of what kinds of things people are doing in the fiber world.   There were spinners, weavers, knitters, crocheters, basket weavers, rug hookers, felters, tatters, bobbin lace makers, beader, dyers, and on and on and on.   There were sheep and goats and fleeces of all kinds.   There were books and patterns.   There was every kind of equipment that you would ever need to do anything fiber:   looms, wheels, carders, needles, punches, hooks, frames and on and on and on. 

Here are a couple pics of our booth.

We have a lot of yarn.    You could probably tell that.

And yes, I do dye it all, myself.    If it has color on it, I put it there. 

One of the great things about a Spring show is that the weather is cool, so people wear layers.  We always see a lot of beautiful handmade clothing walking around and it's fun to talk to the people who made it.   It makes me want to knit more sweaters and weave more shawls.

When I was packing up to go to the show, I came across a skein of handspun that I thought turned out really well.  Instead of selling it, I entered it into the skein competition.  [Category:  Experienced spinner; Novelty yarn]
I was very pleasantly surprised as there are some great spinners out there making some amazing novelty yarns - far better than mine.

The next show I'll be at is the Hoosier Hills Fiberarts Festival on June 3-4, 2011 at the Johnson County Fairgrounds in Franklin, Indiana.    I hope to see you there!

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Guess that bird...

We need your input on this one.   We caught sight of this guy last week in the woods.    He was wagging his tail back and forth in a V - we figured it was a male and he was displaying for some female we couldn't see.    

What do you think he is?  



Notable features are the long white eyebrow and the striped breast.   It looks like he's got some color on his rear, too.  Pink feet, medium length tail.   



Guesses?    Our is below the fold.

Saturday, April 16, 2011

On the loom

I got brave and tried something new.     This is an 8 harness straight draw threading with an irregular undulating twill treadling.   The warp is hand dyed and the weft is black.   All yarns are 8/2 tencel.

One of the guilds I belong to gave us a challenge to make a tencel scarf in Aurora Borealis colors.   The dyeing wasn't a challenge for me, so I used it as a chance to use a new weave structure.    I like this undulating twill because it looks like the Aurora.    It'll look even better when it's washed and finished.  
I'll keep you posted on the progress.

Friday, April 15, 2011

Creativity Exercise: Getting to know your inner critic

Everybody has an Inner Critic.  This is the part of you that is your Censor [Julia Cameron's name for it].  It's job is to protect you, to prevent you from hurting or embarrassing yourself, to show you how things ought to be.  When it gets out of control, it tells you every little thing that's wrong with you and how you should have done it differently and better.  It has the benefit of hindsight.  It gets to pass judgement after the fact.   

The Censor gets you where you live.  It gets in your face.   Under your skin.  It's in a permanent Vulcan mind meld with every fiber of your being. 

It's time to put your Censor in its place.    As a useful employee.  One of many.   The perfect doorman - making sure you're all zipped up with no toilet paper hanging off your shoe and no spinach in your teeth before you sally forth into the world.    That's where its job description ends.

We're going to take a long hard look at your Censor and then see what duties it has usurped in your psyche.

1.  What gender is it?   It isn't necessarily the same as yours and the gender of your critic isn't a comment on your sexuality either, so relax.

2.  Give it a name.  I've heard of them called Darkspume, Fangxiety and BadKarma.  Also Maleficent.   Mine is named Loretta.

3.  What does it sound like?   It's always yelling at you, so this one should be easy.   You may discover that it sounds like someone you know or even a combination of several someones you know.    That's OK.   It happens a lot. 

4.  What does it look like?    Draw a picture of it.  Don't feel like you need to be kind.   It never does.

5. Now we need to see what job description it thinks it has, so we're going to let it talk for a while.   Write this down:    I am a brilliant and prolific artist [or writer, or musician, or business person, or mom or ....].   Write it ten times.    If you have a very active Inner Critic, by the time you're done with the tenth line, that critic will be bursting to tell you how it is. 

Let it rip.    Give it full reign - it already thinks it's royalty.   Write it all down. 

6.  Now take a quick glance through all that garbage to see what airs your critic has been putting on.   The roll your eyes and say, 'Oh, puh-leeze'.     [Really.   That helps.]

7.  Talk back to your critic.   My favorite response to Loretta is, 'You don't know that.'   Another one is, 'You're making way too big a deal out of that.  I don't do drama anymore.'    It's amazing how a couple of stock lines take all the wind out of her sails. 

8.  Politely inform your critic that although you appreciate what s/he is trying to do, you've got it all under control and don't need their help except to be the doorman [or whatever]. 

9.  Draw a picture of your critic dressed up like a doorman [or whatever].


Here's mine:  

Meet Loretta.   She's 'religious', which means that she goes to church a lot.   She spends a lot of time telling other people how to do things.  She always has one hand on her hip and her other hand shaking a finger at someone.   She wears great big glasses and she carries a purse which she likes to smack people with.  She wears ugly orthopedic shoes.

Loretta likes to think that she is God.  Or at least the Pope....or maybe a bishop.   She thinks she knows everything.   She thinks that there is one Right Way to do everything and every other way is Wrong.  She is very emotional and dramatic.   She likes to call me stupid and I hate that. 

The only thing I like about her is her hat.  That is a great hat.   I'm going to keep that hat, and give it to some other part of me that isn't so hard to get along with.   Loretta won't need it when she goes back to being a doorman. 

This is Doorman Loretta.  She has stripes on her hat and pants.  She has a lot of buttons on her jacket.  She's very good at making me stop and make sure that my shoes match and that I don't have ink on my face before I leave the house. 

Thursday, April 14, 2011

My favorite view

When I sit on the couch in my studio and wind skeins - which I have to do often - this is the view I see. 

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

The big creek

I love our creeks.   We have four: the one on the east end of the property, in the hollow where the saw grass grows  [Don't go in there with shorts on.  I found out the hard way];  the little one that's mostly run-off on the east side of the house, where the acorus calumus grows [it smells like oranges when you crush the leaves];  the medium sized one on the west side of the garden, where the ducks hang out; and the big creek at the foot of the big hill across the road, where the waterfalls are.    They're all beautiful.

The big creek has a blue shale bed.    It really is blue.     After a storm, when the bottom has been scrubbed clean by fast water, the blue really shows up.   It's gorgeous against the white limestone outcroppings.  

The limestone layer on top has been carved in amazing patterns.    The cuts in this rock are 2-3 inches deep.

 The big creek descends gradually, in a series of short waterfalls.  


We often see crawdads [Or crayfish, if you insist.   But only if you insist] on the rocks around the falls.   This one is climbing the rock.

Photos: K1.
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