We're harvesting pecans this week. Bill gathers and I shuck (take off the green hulls). This is yesterday's loot--about 10% of the total harvest, Bill guesses. I haven't stopped to estimate the number of pecan pies represented here, but believe me, there will be plenty. Not to mention chopped pecans in fudge, cakes, and cole slaw (our favorite). Yum.
I am also weaving, but last night I had to stop and repair the warp brake on my loom (a Schacht rigid heddle), which meant taking the trestle stand apart at the bottom, while I watched the second in the Tom Selleck/Robert B. Parker series: Stone Cold. Super Selleck acting/looks/voice (love that voice), superb Parker dialogue. I'm giving myself an A++ for fixing the loom myself, and not asking Bill to do it. Here are my two latest scarves (can you tell that Christmas is coming coming coming?) I'm warping this evening for another scarf.
And I'm writing, too. I'm keep progress reports and book thoughts on the Pecan Springs Journal blog, so if you're interested in how Wormwood is coming along, check over there.
UPDATE (Thursday, Oct. 18): I've had to set the book aside for more work on the pecans. These are drying on the front porch--it's about 2/3 of the total crop. Each flat contains the yield from one pecan tree, most of which are very young, still. Total (when we're done): around 200 pounds, which will probably be about 100 pounds when the nuts have dried. Who knew.
Reading note. Perhaps if my mother hadn't laid me down for a nap on a chenille bedspread at age two, I wouldn't have become a weaver.--Linda Ligon, This is How I Go When I Go Like That