I like to weave during the Olympics. It is a nice activity to do to feel productive but still be able to pay attention to the sports. I love the Olympics, seeing what the human body can accomplish and what sports the human mind can invent. I had intended to have the warp on the loom before the Olympics started, but that did not happen for a variety of reason. I was hoping to get the warp on the first weekend but the hay interfered with that. And then there was work. So for the first half of week one I just watched the Olympics when I could without weaving. There was softball,
equestrian (where I got the warping board set up, but it had been so long I set it up in the wrong direction),
and rugby (where I am starting to get the warp on the board),
Ryeleigh was spayed and microchipped on Tuesday. We got her back Wednesday, and she was a little slow that day. We are supposed to keep her contained and on leash outside for a week. Since Wednesday though, she appears to feel fine so this has been a challenge. But I have been taking the afternoon duty, hanging out with the beagle in the air-conditioned home, watching the Olympics.
There was basketball,
The other activity is trying to use our farm’s bounty. I made Swiss Chard and Sausage Frittata
and Raspberry Buttermilk Pie. It cracked on cooling so not as pretty as it could be but still tasty.
I also started sauerkraut (for the first time)
and made some cauliflower rice for more pizza crusts. This time I used a small press to squeeze the liquid from the cauliflower. It worked well.
There was exciting gymnastics (Suni Lee on the uneven bars on her way to win gold in the women’s individual all-around gymnastics).
With the leftover buttermilk, I made biscuits for Tom with a recipe from A Taste of History Cookbook.
We finished watching Suni Lee on her floor routine to win the gold while eating dinner (biscuits and sausage gravy for Tom and leftover frittata for me).
There was a brief snippet of archery. So far I have not had any luck with watching archery or shooting.
I am still doing the animal and garden chores, in the mornings before the heat of the day. I have been picking lots and lots of blueberries (over an hour each day and not seeming to make a dent). But one thing I noticed is that Little Red has been beating up on Dirty White Boy. I moved DWB into the peachick pen to try to save him, but this morning LR was beating up on my favorite hens. So I moved him to a rabbit hutch to await his fate, and DWB was released. I am not sure you can see how injured he is from this photo.
I was finally able to sleigh the reed this afternoon while watching the USA-Netherlands women’s soccer game this afternoon.
Here is a photo of my sleighing the reed in February 2014 for the Winter Olympics. So I guess I haven’t always had the warp on before the Olympics started (which is some consolation).
Since I have beagle duty in the afternoons, I need to walk her for potty breaks periodically. Today she found an unripe pear that had fallen in the orchard. She thought it was the best toy ever. So I brought it into the house for her, and she continues to think it is much better than all of the toys we have purchased for her.
Then we got to watch Megan Rapinoe win the shoot out.
Per the Summer Olympics Sports site, we have yet to see artistic gymnastics, artistic swimming, athletics (which means track and field), BMX freestyle, BMX racing, boxing, canoe/kayak flatware, golf, hockey, karate, marathon swimming, pentathlon, mountain biking, rhythmic gymnastics, rowing, sailing, shooting, sport climbing, taekwondo, tennis, track cycling, trampoline, triathlon and wrestling. I have learned that I have a ways to go with the Olympics and weaving (I haven’t even threaded the heddles). Plus I have learned it is a lot easier to weave with the Winter Olympics as there are less farm chores that need to be done. Wish me luck for week 2.
I’m glad you’re enjoying the Olympics, too. They’re so much fun! I’ve seen some of the things you’ve missed, and vice-versa. My favorite things are the gymnastics, and diving, well and the swimming, too. I haven’t seen much of the surfing. Got to watch some sculling this morning, That’s fun. We actually get to see some locally on a small reservoir, when the teams of the U of O get out there to practice.
It’s always somewhat traumatic when our furbabies have to be spayed or neutered. But we all survive, don’t we?
I’m sorry about the squabble between Little Red, DWB and your favorite hens. I guess we’ll all know without asking, what LR’s fate will be.
I’m glad you’re getting going on your weaving. You go, girl!!
I am also glad you are enjoying the Olympics. That is cool that you can see skulling in person. UW is famous for there rowing history and I used to see them practice near the campus when I lived in the area. I have a Kindle book about the history of it I still need to read. We are still discussing LR’s fate. We are not fans of killing our animals but I am not sure there is another good option at this point. I hope I actually get to weave these Olympics. At least I am getting closer.
congrats on the warping progress. I’ve got that on my summer to-do list as well. Sorry to hear about the Little Red issues. Sounds like he’s on his way out, eh? Hope DWB is recovering ok, and Ryeleigh from her surgery as well.
Thanks Denise! I am not making the progress I had hoped to but at least it is some progress. Little Red got a reprieve as neither of us wants to kill him. I let him out and he immediately persistently attacked DWB. So I had to catch DWB, further terrorizing him. Now he is in with the chicks. So far, so good. Ryeleigh is fully recons causing problems. She is not fond of being a house dog. Tom let her out briefly this morning and she managed to find a small hole in the fence and ended up in the ditch on the side of the road. Scary but thankfully couldn’t get out of the ditch. Traffic was stopped again as Tom retrieved our beagle. He machetes the whole front fence, cut away some trees that were putting pressure on it and fixed the hole. We are wondering why we like beagles. She was on a scent when she got out.