A mouse tail. A poem by Ruth.

Poor little Rosie - with ya lump on your side,

'tis as long as yer head, an' double as wide.

Sittin' in yer bowl, chewin' a chip an' a nut,

sittin' there pretty, 'spite a sick looken' gut.

Pretty, I guess, for a tatty ol' mouse,

a retired kids pet in ya posh little house.

Ya wheel's all squeeky, Rosie, I'm sorry 'bout that,

and sorry 'bout the night you were left locked with the cat.

The kids loved you dearly, I can tell you this Rose.

Don't know if you loved 'em much back, I suppose...

what with lego mazes and those damn trips to school,

don't worry, Rosie... we have a new rule.

"Sit quietly! Speak gently! Give her some peace!"

No more holding, no pockets... it all has to cease.

Our dear Rosie is old, she's some to her last.

Her busy pet duties have all come to past.

Ahhhhh, Rosie, isn't it lovely 'n' quiet?

Studio's a wonderful place late at night...

what with me an' my wool dyes 'n' my Merino fleeces

and you with your ladder and rice cracker pieces.

I notice you scurry and hide no more,

when I check your water and open your door...

A simple fondness, our quiet company...

we've a kind of kinship, Rose, haven't we...

I'm watching you now sitting so weary 'n' old,

I want to say something that each pet should be told...

Thank you.

The most amazing Christmas picture....

You know how sometimes somebody says something to you....and it kind of sticks with and you find yourself thinking about it vacantly?

Well....A while ago my Sister in law, A, and I were having a chat and she mentioned that she'd seen on telly Alison duBois (Medium) who was explaining that dearly loved family who had passed on often get frustrated as they send little messages...only finding that the living either miss them completely... or tell themselves to stop being silly. (Is that the gist of it, A? )

It was a strange conversation to have, in a way.... people who know me well know that I'm pretty straight laced about all this mystical stuff. I just don't know a lot about it, and never been compelled to learn.

Having said that here is a picture that has been sitting here with me that was drawn by my young son just before Christmas. Leading up to this drawing, D had only scribbled occasionally. He's not really into it. A few eye-dots here and there... punching holes in the paper with a pencil....typical 3 year old art.

Then this....

Paper and pencils are always on hand for the kids... but sadly no more pictures from D.

Could I possibly dare to even imagine this could be a Christmas card from heaven?

*** :D ***

2008! Who can believe it. I remember sitting in school working out how old I would be in the year 2000! sheeeeesh! Looking forward to it though.... should be a great year. Happy new year to all who log in... (well... to everyone, really!) May this year be full of happiness and love.

All the best, Ruth... xx

Tricky little Number 34.

This is a pretty pointless posting about the number 34. Hehe.... My close friends will tell you: Yes. Ruth periodically raves on about the number 34. The problem is that number 34 is stalking me! It pops up here and there in the most unlikely places...

But it more than just pops up. It has appeared in really unusual places.... and when I see it I get this vibe that sort of says... 'Yeah... you're on the right track... this is good'. The photo here is the latest example. If you know me, you know how much I love my little home. It's very me and I'm very happy here with my family. We're renovating at the mo' which involved replacing the old window wall for a new one. I couldn't believe funny ol' number 34 poked its nose into my business once more.... written long ago on the panels inside my walls. Weird.

It's also stamped on a very old gate... just there by itself, for no apparent reason, at my work.. (I love my work and my workmates...) It is also at my Mum in laws, where we spend a load of time enjoying watching the kids play... stamped on the backs of the cute old 2nd hand kids chairs.

Like I said... this is pretty luny-toon. And I know it probably means nothin'. But I did smile when I saw the panels. :)

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Number_34

All the best, and please.... don't send any white vans! Regards, Ruth. xx

Sheepychic Hand dyed Merino rovings...

Welcome!~ Sheepychic's hand dyed Merino rovings ready to spin, felt.... love! hehe

Pictured: Sheepychic rovings: "Dover" 122 gms

Pictured: Sheepychic roving: "Helmsbury" SOLD

Pictured: Sheepychic roving : "Ocean Sweep" 111 gms.

I've been busy building up some stock for next years Aussie Wool Show in Bendigo along side of Mandie of Ewe-give-me-the-knits fame. **Excitement plus**, but I have to steadily prepare! These Merino Roving bundles are on their way to become Sheepychic yarns.....

pictured: Sheepychic Rovings : "Under currents" 117gms.

Pictured : Sheepychic roving "Steely Ann" SOLD..

pictured: Sheepychic roving: "Gang-gang" 121 gms (a Gang-gang is a cute little Aussie parrot)

.....but I will offer them up for sale briefly. If you'd like one (or two!) they're $12 Aus each with postage at price. ($4 Aust-wide) Hop in quick, though... leave a comment to stake your claim, then email me at sheepychic@hotmail.com

Pictured: Sheepychic rovings : "Kingfisher" 119 gms

All the best, and thanks for logging into Sheepychic bloggings. Regards, Ruth...xx

All new Sheepychic... and a Lambzo update.

The Ashford traddie was out today as the children were playing about in the yard. I could tell a couple of extras had popped in over the fence (judging by the noise!) I guess I'm fine with that...as long as their parents know where they are. They enjoyed watching me spin for a little while....

I've been running back and forth a lot out to the line... hanging up freshly dyed rovings and newly spun yarns. hehe... Lambzo is an absolute shadow. It is usually lovely, but at times I was tripping over him... and at one stage shoo-ing him from the kitchen! I couldn't help but drape some yarn over him as he was literally between my feet when I was trying to take shots for the blog. It's a cute photo, I guess... but I like the way the photo shows the quantity of yarn in my hanks.

Oh Lambzo... he had no idea he is a little sheep. He used to hang out all day with his funny flock of children, dogs and a cat. He was very happy, but we were concerned as he wouldn't pick at any grass or hay... but would scoff down on crackers, apples... (even dog food if he could!) He really did need some Sheep role models. Thank goodness there was a welcome place for him with a small flock of 6 at our local historic homestead! Hooray!! Not only can he learn the ins and outs of sheep life but there will be a steady stream of visitors (including us, of course!) for pats and treats! Perfect! (Can you tell I'm trying my best to be brave? I'm missing him terribly... he seems to enjoy being with the sheep, but still runs to me when I call. Awwwww)

Having Lambzo come into our family has been one of the best experiences ever! He is absolutely adorable and so loved! I just can't wait to spin some of his fleece when he's older. Hehe.. Sheepychic O'Lambzo!

To finish up... a sneaky peek at some Sheepychic Rovings. I'll post a few for sale over the next week or two.

All the best, and thanks for logging into Sheepychic Bloggings. Many thanks, Ruth. Any enquiries please email sheepychic@hotmail.com.

Ruth...xx

Back on line! Meet Lambzo

Hi all... thanks for logging in again, especially as I've been down so long. I guess these things happen. I was lost without a P.C. for a while, but then again... more time for spinning!!~ Of course I would be spinning more if not for Lambzo... I find myself outside just hanging about with him... hehe..

When I look at this baby photo of him I can't believe how small he was! He had to overcome a few hurdles, though. He had (and still has) no sucking reflex! I tried both kinds of lamb teats, powdered lamb formula and was soooo patient. (those who know me are nodding their heads) He just learnt to drink his milk as it ran from the bottle....

He got through all that (thanks to the local vet putting him on a drip one very hot day) and now he is a not so tiny Lambzo. :) He's began baaa-ing at night a little (sorry neighbours) as we are trying to break his habit of sleeping on the doorstep. shhhhhh....He's quiet now....as long as he doesn't see any lights go on on that side of the house! I was sitting quietly in the garden this arvo and apparently not paying enough attention to him... he actually put his front legs up on my knee and with his little hoof gave a naughty stamp-stamp-stamp on my leg. I was stunned! I guess I just didn't expect him to be so interactive... He certainly brings a smile to us all each day...

Computer down!

Hi folkes... I'm posting from a friend's computer. My computer is outa action. I'll be back as soon as I can. You can still email me and I'll be in touch as soon as I can. All the best, Ruth.