But over 150 miles west, along the rather amazing Jurassic coast, just over the border into East Devon. We spent a week there last month, in a pretty little fishing village called Beer. Apparently the name is not derived from the drink but is an Old English word which has something to do with forests.
I realise that I much prefer to visit these places out of season. Then you get a real sense of community, as well as, in this case, a lingering nostalgia for the days of smuggling, stone quarrying and lace making (the locals claim that Honiton was merely the marketplace for their own labour – all the famous lace was actually made in their village of course….!)
By sneaky detours we scored two cathedrals en route:
Exeter, with its fabulous fan vaulting
and Salisbury, just before the recent dramas
Any idea what this is ? I had to ask. Obvious once you know though….
I’d better answer a few questions next time! But it might have to wait – I’m off on my travels again tomorrow. Rural France, probably very dodgy internet, so may be some while…. Have a good Easter.
Because it doesn’t sell!
It seems that few people (apart from me) are impressed by yellow socks…. or cowls, or mittens. But that doesn’t stop me gazing at my daffodils every Spring and thinking why not…?
This yarn above was achieved by a combination of dip dyeing and hand painting .
This plum and lime one has more intense colour sections and was done by injecting the dye in several stages.
The yarn below (a rather subtle colourway called crocus – note the sneaky touch of yellow…) was almost entirely painted by hand, using a small brush.
If you are curious, take a peek at my Etsy shop (button top right) to see some other techniques.
PS. If yellow is the least popular colour, which set of shades do you think regularly flies off the shelf – and not just off Etsy? Please comment with your guess.
Answer next time!
Perfectly formed and stunningly simple, despite the snow and high winds.
My batts, however, are neither of those things – nothing to show at the moment as I haven’t quite dug my way through to the drum carder.
But I have been dyeing – five different techniques over the weekend. Several batches currently drying – pictures to follow!
Some recent geometrically inspired pieces, mixed with angles from the Kunsthistorisches Museum in Vienna – mostly taken around the famous tea room.
The building is as splendid as the exhibits – late 19th century Viennese marble, stucco, gold leaf, over-the-top painted surfaces including the Klimpt decorations around the main staircase.
We spent a memorable week in Vienna just after Christmas. So much to see – three art galleries/ Hapsburg palaces meant we walked over 11 miles one day. Maybe the highlight was managing to get tickets for a performance of Mozart’s Requiem in the Karlskirche. But just wandering around was fun too – and you have to keep scuttling out of the way of these!
It is possible that my first daughter might stumble across that last post. So – correction. I had better make it clear that SHE, not that fireplace, was my best present ever. She managed to get herself born on my birthday!
This might have been my best birthday present ever. A kitchen fire, contemporary with the house, to be lit whenever it snows. We light the drawing room fire every day in Winter, but this one is a special ritual – it is, in fact, too hot for comfort with the oven on… Note my little granddaughter’s ‘ducks’ currently centre stage! And overhead we have this splendid creation from daughter number 2:
Shame my photo isn’t quite so splendid – sorry, but I am improving!
Time to get sorted!
This is the view that greeted me on my way downstairs this morning. It’s a small part of my overall stash and I am currently switching out some of the heavier weight winter yarns (possibly prematurely – it is in fact snowing outside…)
If I manage to make enough of a dent in the tidying up so that I can access that drum carder by tomorrow, I should have time to make a couple of art yarn batts – always fun stuff!