things and stuff

This is why we call Lynx, sink kitty.  She is ALWAYS right in my face and on my stuff or in the sink. 

 She helped me spin up some bouncy squishy Polypay wool, 200 yards of light warm 2 ply wool, and then she helped me spin 100 yards of 2 ply silk.  Of course I have no idea what to do with this now that I have it spun.

 Lynx then helped me start building a replica of an antique toy.  It will have a pair of chickens in the little cage area and a mechanism to make their heads bob.  The  original lived at my aunt and uncles house for as long as I remember.  The graphics on the front indicated it was from the last half of the nineteenth century, personally I was guessing, because of the clothing style on the children in the graphics, around 1880's.  My aunt had always said it was to be her son's when she had moved on.  He took it home with him this summer.  As long as I remember it was at Marge and George's house.  It was simple thing yet it was always intriguing.  For many years I "toyed" with the idea of replicating it.  Now it's time to do so, before I forget what it looked like.  If I can find my dremel I will carve the chickens, if not I will sculpt them out of a polymer clay.  It does not matter if it is perfectly accurate as long as it retains the look and feel of the original.

 When Lynx tired of supervising that particular project, she moved on to some wool.

Later we took a quick drive up the canyon.  At the girls camp, there were visitors.  There is plenty of browse, the doe seems awfully thin for as much food as is available. Perhaps she is still nursing the little guy, he seems plump and well fed.   This is supposed to be a light winter this year, I hope she makes it through.