Today I found this card.
It is the size and weight of a playing card, but the back is blank and it was alone at the bottom of a tattered box in the basement of an old farmhouse.
I wonder where it came from and how old it might be. At any rate, it got me thinking.
Does this gal wear cashmere ? And why wouldn't she? It's warm, light, soft and oh, so elegant.
It got me thinking about where cashmere comes from- it is not from sheep as most think... but from some smart and very special goats. (of course, just like those who wear cashmere...)
Lesley of Devon Fibres ( http://devonfinefibres.wordpress.com) says: "Cashmere goats are a type, not a breed. All goats apart from Angoras, produce two layers of coat. The top coat is stiff guard hair and the undercoat, which grows seasonally during the late summer and autumn and moults in the spring, is much finer and in SOME goats, may be fine enough to be called cashmere."
I know little or nothing about goats but here is what Devon Fibres says that their goats are:
“Hill sheep with brains! - Intelligence personified and incredibly proud and aloof. They will not give their allegiance/trust lightly to you and the flock always comes first. ... Tough and independent but not in the slightest bit aggressive. "
Just like I view cowgirls who appreciate and wear cashmere.
Sunday, 15 December 2013
Snow and music...
Another snowstorm and we are all shovelling out - the flakes are big, soft and very silent. I opened the door to let the puppy out and my neighbour was shovelling snow.... with the most beautiful classical music playing - loud -
I love this neighbourhood...
I just stood in the cold doorway and let it all wash over me... the crystal clean whiteness, the flakes drifting by and the music wafting over it all. How very lovely and one of those memories that is hardwired into my soul's brain.
It takes "Silent Night" to a whole other level.
I love that.
I love this neighbourhood...
I just stood in the cold doorway and let it all wash over me... the crystal clean whiteness, the flakes drifting by and the music wafting over it all. How very lovely and one of those memories that is hardwired into my soul's brain.
It takes "Silent Night" to a whole other level.
I love that.
Monday, 2 December 2013
Cashmere for Lucy
Sometimes favourite sweaters just wear out. Sad but true. There were a few my daughter and I just had to give up, so we washed them a few times in hot water and dried them in a hot dryer... to felt them.
Then, I made a pattern for a puppy sweater and lined it with a piece from an old fleece blanket. Both are so soft that once I made the sweater, she will not lift her paws for me to take it off.... wears it all day in the house, even though it is cozy here.
This is the cashmere side:
And this is the former blanket side......
I will re-design the pattern because this one was meant for a coat and velcro tabs but because it is all so very soft, I can easily pull it on over her head so will not need tabs.
She LOVES this "sweater"... now for another....
Then, I made a pattern for a puppy sweater and lined it with a piece from an old fleece blanket. Both are so soft that once I made the sweater, she will not lift her paws for me to take it off.... wears it all day in the house, even though it is cozy here.
This is the cashmere side:
She LOVES this "sweater"... now for another....
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