We are officially a week in to the Tour de Fleece 2013. You may remember that I was working on this lovely pink Corriedale roving.
And then plying it again with a third single that wrapped the first two core singles in hopes that it would trap those beads further into the yarn and keep them integrated into the body of the yarn unlike that dreadful earlier attempt.
And then after all those steps, I gave the final yarn a good shocking cold water plunge after washing it in warm water to full it a bit and really fluff it up a smidge and hold those beads in. I normally thwack my yarn good, but I couldn't imagine thwacking and glass seed beads mixing well.
And I have to say, it worked. As you can see, those beads are part of the yarn itself. My only regret; and it's a small one based on the time suck this was already, that there are not more beads present. I wanted some that sparkled with the color elegantly like a night sky, but I feel this is more of the night sky within the confines of a large city. The city lights block all but the brightest. Granted, I didn't want the sky from the desolate dark desert where you can see the band of the milky way, that would have been overkill, but scattering of the night sky from the dimly lit suburbs would have been nice. Oh well, another lesson for another day.
In the end I have a perfectly usable 500 yards of 3 ply crepe dk weight yarn. Hope the person it is a gift for loves it. Don't worry fellas, it will be coming to the retreat before going to live at her house. And yes, she LOVES pink. Somebody has to.
Now, let me share some news about my kids. It's been a weekend of furred rascals, eye injuries, and trips to the vet. But alas, do not worry over much for $90.00 later we are assured Sullivan just scratched his eye as I thought and will indeed keep it even if I have to wrestle him to the ground to get drops in. Actually, he does quite well letting me put drops in, the vet on the other hand, she's scary. The day he did the damage to his eye (the 4th, on a holiday of course) I actually got the grass seed in question out when flushing his eye. The swelling was down a bit by the next morning but I'm not one to mess with eyes, and we went to the vet anyway just to make sure.
This morning started out with a good river romp because this being the first weekend of the month, means it's bath time in our house. Sorry, no great bath pictures. At the time of actual baths, I am too wet and hairy to man the camera. You can see as we get closer to the river in the heat, they perk up and start moving towards their favorite swimming holes.
And I do mean swim... Look closely, this is one of the few Great Danes you will ever see swim. They just aren't huge swimmers but last summer he decided that he loved to swim with his brother and hasn't stopped since. You would think he's too skinny to swim, but he manages it just fine, especially if there's a toy to go get and tease his siblings with. He loves to stand in water that is just deep enough they have to swim yet he can stand there holding the toy out of their reach. Like I said, Little Bastards...
After all this fun we went to the dog wash, washed them all up, trimmed nails, and got brushed and Tucker had his customary every couple of month trim jobs. I bought one of those de-shedding tools to work on their coats too. I'm hopeful since it pulled so much hair out of them. My front yard is now covered with as much fur as is left on the dogs.