Might be even older than we thought.
The deeds I found recently are dated back as early as 1893, but they don’t specify if a house was already on the property that is described.
But the names on the documents give me a starting point for digging in to do some research.
Turns out the McMackins are recorded in the 1884 census as being from New Brunswick, both about 35 years old, with two small sons. He was a carpenter.
Does make me wonder.
Hope to pull together more pieces of the puzzle soon.
A few weeks ago, it was merely mystery knitting.
Lacking form and focus.
But it has grown.
And as it has grown, I’ve kind of come to like it.
The simplicity of it. Just knitting around. and around and around.
About 45 inches around, going on 30 inches tall.
And the colors. So many shades of brown, gray, almost-black, taupe, silver.
I have named him Stash Monster. StashMo or Stashie for short.
Tamed by the needle, the wild stash has become a friendly, comfy pet of a project.
Still uncertain what will eventually become of StashMo. (He’s beyond “sweater stage” now)
He might get blanket-ized.
Or he might get felted and assembled into a jacket.
But for now, he’s happy being the main focus of my knitting attention.
Sit StashMo. Sit.
Good boy.
Other yarns of note:
First Griff sample of 2012 is in, and it’s a winner!
Think I might have to reserve this one for my long-awaited Brownstone.
And I’m about 2 skeins shy of my necessary yardage for the Classic Oak Cardigan.
what remains to be spun
Hope to get this on the needles by June 1.
(Don’t tell Stashie!)
Good Weekend.
Many thoughts, but too tired to write.
Nothing sweeter than an apple blossom
Unless it’s perhaps a smorgasbord of lichens on the branches!
Hoping I can figure out what some of these are and use them for dyeing.
Other pretty pinks around the yard today-
And these I cut special for the boys.
They love their salmonberries!
