Warped mind

I learn backwards. Sdrawkcab! I progress from hard to easy. I did it with spinning; I used a wheel first then downsized to a spindle and now I am doing it with weaving.

I wanted to try overshot, which is a simple but complex form of weaving. I have a book called “Learn to Weave” and it is covered in Chapter 15 (out of 16 chapters).

I have a wonderful book of patterns published in the 1940’s. As an aside, I learned from it why I love linen so much. The author states you can tell linen from cotton because linen gives up stains easily with mild soap and sun, cotton doesn’t and holds the stains. Something to do with the nature of the fiber. And here I thought I was a phenomenal laundress! At least it justifies my linen addiction.

Back to weaving. Instead of using a tried and true draft (pattern) I found one I liked on the Internet and imported it into my iPhone weaving app: iWeaveit.

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Looked good, so off to the loom I went.

I warped the loom and eagerly began weaving and it looked terrible. I went back to the book and learned the pattern didn’t obey a rule of overshot and the software didn’t know any better. Whoever uploaded the pattern probably created it in theory without trying it out.

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But through this fiasco, I learned big lessons and now understand overshot weaving more than if everything went by the “book”.

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Wipe that smirk

I’m long on towels. I took these off my loom today and have to cut them apart and stitch hems. I think I count five towels, with a very long one in the middle.

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I’ll need at least one to clean up after this Cheshire Cat.

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The only thing I like about Halloween are the jack- o -lanterns. I haven’t worn a costume since the 1980’s when I was assaulted in Brooklyn. All I heard was, “Let’s get the elf”…I was the elf! Never again. So instead I carve pumpkins, sometimes several, sometimes one.

Sandy swung west

And missed us. Many others were not so lucky. I was glued to the weather channel and CNN as water swept over some of my old haunts and harbors. 8.5 million people without power for several weeks due to damaged wires and transformers, which exploded. Cars floated in lower Manhattan and houses were destroyed by floods or fires.

We were spared but the County had taken emergency preparedness measures: schools, offices were closed and a talk I was scheduled to give today was postponed. And it turned out to be a beautiful day with a mild breeze.

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I finished a pair of felted clogs for myself, which I may embellish with embroidery.

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Then I headed to the wood pile and chopped wood until I couldn’t stand up straight. Maybe a week’s worth.

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Impromptu helipads

I manage to live and work very close to helipads. They aren’t used often but when they are it’s an event.

On Seguin Island, the bricks marking the helipad, which is still used, were unearthed a couple of years ago. We keep the are cleared and mowed.

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The pad is very close to the lighthouse and after a warning buzz, no phone calls here, it sets down on the pad.

It’s a different story at work, where I have participated in helicopter landings twice. By “participate” I mean move my car from the parking lot, which also serves as the helipad.

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An announcement comes over the intercom that a helicopter is landing and immediately, the workforce and visitors grab their keys and head out the doors to move their cars. At least here we get a phone call so its not really a scramble.

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I just have to remember where I parked my car at the end of the day.

My knitwear is on CNN!

The real focus is Seguin Island Lighthouse and Life as a Remote Island Lighthouse Caretaker. There was a video filmed on that hectic day when the work party came to work on windows and help close up. You can see the video here.

However during the video I managed to wear threefour of my handknit items. It was very cold and damp on the day of the taping, so I wore a handspun headband made with yarn spun by a friend of mine who took care of my wheel when I was living in Australia for five months.

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The project information is here.

There’s a very brief glimpse of my fingerless gloves when we haul the dinghy up the beach.

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Their project info is here. They are very special because the fiber was gifted to me by a new friend in Tasmania and I spun (on a turkish drop spindle) and knit them during my 3 months on Deal Island, Tasmania in 2010/2011.

At the end (and the beginning but it’s hidden under another layer) is my first sweater, an Aran pullover made, too small, for Tim, so it is mine.

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Pattern info is here.

What you can’t see are my hand knit socks. I think I actually wore two pair because my feet got wet in the morning. At least one pair were these, knit on Seguin Island in 2008.

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So there’s a hidden story to life on remote islands as well.

Snug as a bug

We closed the keeper’s quarters and pulled the plug. Although the temperature dipped into the 30’s and we didn’t have central heat, we were snug as a bug in a rug. We put up grates and plywood on the windows.

I scared this timberdoodle (American woodcock) in the alley by the tower. It took cover on a windowsill and I ran inside to get its picture.

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I went up the tower for the last time to look around, take some pics and secure the inside door.

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Then sent our stuff down the tram to the cove.

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Our intrepid crew arrived in shorts! The first mate, Pepper, kept a sharp lookout on the bow. They arrived to drain the plumbing and finish the task.

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I presented her with a leash I wove with my tablets and copper loom for being so cute.

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We locked up, boarded the boat and headed home.

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We still saw a beautiful sunset, just a little differently.

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Parting shots

We’re finishing our projects as we prepare to close up. Tim painted the picnic table he repaired (we seem to repair and paint at least one a season), applied Linseed oil to the wood gutters on three buildings while I did what I am best at.

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That’s Tim above. What you don’t see is me standing on the bottom of the ladder serving as ballast in the gusty breeze. Very important work.

The resident seagull is up to its usual shenanigans. It helped me clean the garden yesterday.

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The sun keeps rising and setting.

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Rainbows form and the lighthouse and quarters remain cozy. I hope so because the temperature is expected to drop tonight.

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