And on the sixth day

I have been relieved of cabin building duties and returned to the loom. I left Tim on the roof, the shiny metal roof, which lies on top of ceiling boards, strapping and felt paper.

I am the cutter extraordinaire (except I hate the circular saw, which has too much kick back for Ii’l ole me) so I don’t cut strapping or the metal roof. Mostly I am ballast at the bottom of tall, unstable ladders because I don’t climb on roofs either. Good help is hard to find.

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So six days and 500+ weaver’s knots later, I am weaving again. I’m not sure if tying onto the old was a big time saver because I had a lot of repairs to do before all went smoothly.

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They say you can tell how a weaving project is going by looking at the back of the loom where all the repairs are obvious. Here are mine.

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The weaver’s knot came in handy on the roof. I used it as a sheet bend to tie two ropes together, which held the ladder on the roof. Life imitates weaving.

Cards anyone?

I am getting the hang of my latest venture into card weaving. I warped and wove this second sample last night.

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In contrast, I am about halfway done tying on my new warp of 500+ threads. Before I started, I looked up how to tie a weaver’s knot or sheet bend and found this great video.

Now that I have done it about 200 times, I have finally figured out how to keep the knot from “capsizing” and falling apart.

Getting ready to tie one on

Tie one onto my loom that is! I have been so busy. My floor loom is languishing and has been sitting there with my last project still threaded so I can use the same stripe pattern for a new batch of towels.

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Last week we were blessed with perfect weather and went sailing for 5 days on Lake Champlain. It began warm, got very windy, rained a little and cooled off. I swam 2 or 3 days off the boat (our hot water shower is not) and love fresh water.

We spent two nights at Valcour Island and explored the trails, lighthouse and other ruins. I thought I was tracking bear scat but now think it may have been coyote. In the late 1800’s, there were camps, the lighthouse and a scandalous, free love commune on Valcour. During the Revolutionary War the island was the stage for the first naval battle in the United States, when Benedict Arnold was an underfunded hero.

No approach shots because it was so windy but here’s a typical rock island with evergreens.

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The lighthouse had its light removed in the 1930’s and was replaced by a steel tower as happened in several lighthouses along the lake. Happily now, the steel tower is an osprey nest and the light is back where it belongs.

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The wind was behind us when we headed north and then spun around and followed us home, which made for a very pleasant sail.

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Roofing 101

I’ve been hijacked from my knitting, quilting and weaving. Tim got a big boost on the cabin last weekend when Andre and Doug visited and helped figure out and lay the roof.

Then they left and he was stuck with me to finish up. I’m not much help since I don’t enjoy teetering off the tops of ladders or hanging from the rooftop.

Yesterday we were racing the weather. Sparks were flying.

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Thunderstorms moved in and I didn’t think it was such a good idea to be on a hill, the highest point on our property, standing on an aluminum ladder while holding onto a tin roof. So I quit.

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I have to admit, it was very cozy standing in the cabin, dry, while the storm moved through.

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Today we finished up one side of the roof (check out Tim’s blog for photos) and I finally had a chance to play with fiber.

I finished a wedding quilt,

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built a copper loom and had a chance to try tablet weaving. I borrowed the idea for the loom from another weaver.

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Tablet or card weaving is so simple but can produce wonderful results I even had an aha moment.

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Caught in the crossfire

Last night’s encampment at the Lake Champlain Maritime Museum ended in a war this afternoon between the British and American navy ships and we were caught in the crossfire.

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It began with British ships rounding the point into our anchorage. Cannons were fired from the shore and then there was a slow paced melee.

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Small planes and helicopters flew overhead.

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But we were able to sail away, unscathed, and our flag was still there.

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Ah, big city life

It’s so strange to me that we venture off on our boat and spend time in harbors busier than home. We’ve heard barking dogs, Johnny Cash covers and tonight, classic rock, with a lot of Jimmy Buffet thrown in.

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The night sky is obliterated by lights and this morning we awakened to a triathlon in Burlington, VT. That white line is swimmers on the 1.5 k course.

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We encountered a time warp when we walked through the Lake Champlain maritime museum and found a reenactment of an historic encampment. Now they are out on a replica boat near us shouting hizzah! Where am I?!

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Vacation from vacation

Our life is basically a big vacation but we occasionally still need a vacation from our vacation. So we go sailing. This trip, we sailed five hours north on the NY side of Lake Champlain and today crossed the lake to Burlington, VT. We are in a minority at anchorages since the vast majority of boats are from Montreal and a wee bit bigger than ours.

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My new towels are coming in handy on the boat.

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Time flies

Not only is summer short, in the Adirondacks, it’s the busiest time of year. Seasonal residents are here and events abound. The Essex County Fair took place last week, and to my amazement, the car rollover contest was still on the program.

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A new event was introduced – crush the camper.

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Yup.

We finally had some rain and tomatoes are plump and ripe. I picked up extra from the CSA to preserve. You would think I don’t have refrigeration. So far I put up dill pickles, watermelon rind pickles, tomato marmalade, tomato sauce, pickled beets, strawberry jam and India relish.

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My sewing machine has been languishing because I have been making friends with my loom.

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I’m not the only busy one this summer.

A paddle, a nap and a hat

It was a perfect day for a canoe trip. We loaded the canoe with our favorite gobbler sandwich from Saranac Lake, safety gear and yarn. Right after this picture, I fell in the water while getting into the canoe. Good one.

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We traveled for about an hour when we found a mossy covered ledge for lunch, a nap, a little blueberry picking and knitting.

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Perfect day topped off with an ice cream soda at lakeside.

Hanky panky on my hankies

Or knookie in my knickers? I try to hang dry all my laundry. The other day, I went out and found clusters of June bugs, clustering, or whatever June bugs do, on my clean laundry!

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Two singles

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One double

I shook them loose and carried on with yard work when I stumbled upon our diminutive fruit tree crop. Probably crabapples but perfectly formed.

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Speaking of small, I live in a community so small that a piece of mail addressed to me, with only my name and town on it, found its way into my post office box. Small fish in a small pond.