My dear hubby’s birthday was on Monday. His birthday falls at the time in the season when a shift is happening. That time in between the beginnings of the fall garden and when our summer crops are mostly fading (and a farmer’s inertia can be prone to fading right alongside those blight-ridden tomatoes). It can be a real challenge to dig deep within and tap into the energy reserves needed to forge ahead and embark on second spring. So, what Eric really wanted on his special day, aside from a weed-free garden, was a day away. Not far. Nothing fancy. Just a shift in the daily routine and small step away from the farm for a breather. So we booked a hotel room for a night, packed up the kids, and had ourselves a short escape. Funny thing is, none of my family can endure time spent in a hotel setting for very long before starting to feel slightly cuckoo. I know this about myself for certain. It’s always best to bring along something to do and I never travel anywhere without my knitting bag.

Shortly before leaving for the hotel getaway, I was having a phone chat with Robin, discussing her indigo workshop. I had to break the news that I probably couldn’t make it over to her farm the Saturday of the workshop. But Robin, being the kind of gal she is, suggested that they would give me my own personal indigo dye workshop as a birthday present. (What a friend, huh?) I suddenly remembered the indigo growing in my own garden, and the fact that I don’t have any wool ready for dyeing! Horror of horrors! I have all of these fleeces sitting around in pillowcases just waiting for me. And, I had just borrowed a drum carder from a good friend. Hmmmmmmm… Time to get busy processing some wool so I have something to turn blue! IMGP1882

One problem is that this time of year we don’t have hot water on tap. Our hot water system relies on our wood cookstove, and this time of year most of our cooking happens in our outdoor kitchen on the gas stove and we certainly don’t need any extra heat in the house. My fleeces all need to be scoured which takes a fair bit of hot water, and I just can’t stand the thought of heating up enough pans of water on the gas stove for washing dirty wool. So the fleeces just sat there, gathering dust.

But a hotel room always seems to have ample hot water. Quite hot, if memory serves. 

my crutch served as a very useful tool in swishing the wool around in the scouring bath...

my crutch served as a very useful tool in swishing the wool around in the scouring bath…

IMGP1899So on a whim, I shoved a bag of light-colored fleece into the back of the van with the thought that maybe, just maybe, I would have the chance to wash it… you know, in between taking the kids to the pool, staring at the blasted television, and eating pizza. Turns out to be one of the better decisions I’ve made recently. In fact, I think I might make bags of raw fleece part of my packing protocol whenever I’m headed to a hotel. I would venture to guess that that was the first time a sheep’s fleece was ever washed in our room’s bathtub. The added bonus of processing a raw fleece is that it helps dissipate the sterile smells of bleach and weird shampoo from the hotel room. Made me feel right at home.

So not only did my birthday man get his much needed rest, I got an entire fleece washed and mostly dried (over the A/C unit). I even got some knitting done, too. Once we got back home, and after baking Eric a couple of apple pies, I attached my borrowed drum carder (thank you, Marissa!) to the table and the kids helped me run some of the freshly cleaned wool through it. Fabulously white and fluffy wool roving is beginning to accumulate now. Next thing is brushing the dust off of my spinning wheel and making some yarn. I’m almost ready for your dyeing expertise, Robin! IMGP1904

2 thoughts on “amenities

  1. You are awesome! What a great use of a hotel room. The hotel staff probably thought what in the world is that, but didn’t have the courage to question you – I bet they’ve seen weirder stuff.

  2. Really enjoyed that. I did not realize there was so much involved in getting the wool ready . I think i need a carding drum . I just have the cards . I hope your hubby enjoyed his special day.

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