Yesterday was the first day of Fall, which made Thursday the last day of summer. Usually that’s a chance to do one more outdoorsy, sunshiny traipse through fields type of outing.
Not so much. Instead, we woke up to snow. Snow on the mountains. What started out as a dusting of powdered sugar in the morning turned into some very wintery conditions as the day progressed. Rain. Wind. More Rain. Did I mention rain? Rain at elevation turned to snow.
I’m hoping this is another good year of snow pack. We still need the water.
Ok, so it doesn’t exactly rhyme; it was the best I could do. Here in the mountains of Northern Nevada we did not have totality, but at 80% it was still worthwhile.
Waiting to the last minute, I sacrificed a Triscuit box, not having any cereal to hand. Worked out just fine. Also helped that the Internet was awash with “How-To” on making safe viewing devices.
Alas, our local library was one of the ones bit by the scurrilous, and had to issue a Do Not Use warning for the glasses they had passed out the week before. Their supplier was unable to verify that the glasses were indeed, eclipse proof.
I had a great time wandering around outside, seeing the crescents through the leaves of the trees, as well as my cracker box. The light changed so distinctively, as did the temperature. I could well understand prehistoric peoples thinking the end of the world was nigh. It’s a very primal feeling.
Also evident was that I work with a group of geeks, as nearly every single person on the inter-company messaging app showed “away” as the eclipse neared. I could literally watch it move across the country based on when people were available, and when they weren’t. Which may not have been so good for company productivity, but I thought it really cool that so many people were interested in science. Especially when it comes knocking on one’s front door.
I spent the week before deciding on which additional pieces to bring – Something new? Something blue? And of course, Something Completely Different!
First, for those who don’t know, Elko is a fair sized town in Northeastern Nevada, about a six hour drive from Carson City, the state capital. Predominant business there is mining. Nevada isn’t called “The Silver State” for nothin’. This weekend also happened to have a mining convention, as well as high school graduation, so it was a hopping place.
The Museum is absolutely fantastic. While I tend to think of Elko as a small town (shame on me for that) the Museum is top notch. The permanent exhibits are exceptional – Ansel Adams and Edward Westin to name just a few. And me! Not that I’m rubbing display areas with the likes of them. Ha! Ha!
For the reception they decorated an antique display case, and positioned it right up front as you entered the Museum. I got to sit next to it, and show additional beadwork. I brought some pieces that were in progress so visitors could see they really are created One Bead at a Time.
It was a Grand Time. I thoroughly enjoyed meeting the Museum staff and visitors. Everyone was delightful, attentive and personable. If you’re ever in Elko, be sure to stop by!
The first three days were lovely and crisp. The last day we had a beautiful fresh snowfall. Snow which did not deter us or dampen our spirits one single bit!
Usually I post about all the projects that were finished, accomplishments achieved, endeavors entertained.
Alas, this year while I was at sewing camp, my Sewing Mojo was off on holiday sipping fruity drinks. She made brief, sporadic appearances then just as abruptly departed.
All this is a very round-about way to say I have not much in the way of finished items to offer. There was one wadder, which has been disposed of. One completed project (which was started at the March workshop), one pattern traced, one shirt waiting for a decision on buttons and one shrug partially completed.
I would have the shrug to show, except the plan in my mind’s eye did not mesh with reality. Still, I was glad to have done the experimentation. It seems the pleather I had was not suitable for an edge binding. Glad to have found out on scraps, still haven’t decided what to use. Oh, and the shrug is reversible. With pockets. On both sides. Requires more thinking…