Hello
This week has been a busy one for me. Saturday was a Finger Lakes Fiber Artists Play day at the Schweinfurth. There was a lot going on. Cheri painted. Barb, Parilla, Marcia, and Joyce did starch resist work. Maureen did a little mini workshop on indigo printing and Eco-dying. This shot is of the Eco-Printing that Maureen did before hand. 
This is what my Eco Printing looks like as one needs to let the plant dyes seep into the paper and fabric in the cold printing style we used. Keep it moist for a month Maureen said, before you unwrap it. Stay tuned.
The Indigo printing was more direct, and is finished like other dyeing processes.
It was fun and enjoyable as well as a learning experience for me.
I did wash out some fabric that Liz and I had done on a print day earlier in the summer while I was at it. 
Tuesday the FAD group meant at my home. Sharon has finished another of her commissions works and they continue to be better and better.
Progress Report: Feathers This work is at the quilting stage now. The feather on the right is all quilted the one on the left is only started. I have learned that it take me a little more than an hour to do each feather so I will be at this project for a few weeks.
Tee Shirt work
I am quiet pleased with the progress on this project. Three of the four columns are done now. The top will soon be done and I can move onto the back construction.
Topographical I continue to hand couch down the yarn to show movement in this work.
Wool Rounds
I keep working to finish up each circle. The are a limited number of stitches I can think of to do in a circular fashion.
Class Preparations I am taking a class in silk painting tomorrow and in preparation for that class I have drawn the image I hope to use in colored pencil and black and white.
Childhood Memories: Colter Bay Camping Grounds
The year I was 10, Dad was again a summer Park Range. This time it was in Tetons National Park. He and two other men ran the camp ground at Colter Bay on Jackson Lake. We were housed in a white army surplus tent with a wooden frame, wooden floor, door, screen door, and potbelly stove. It was 18 feet square. Gene and I had bunk beds in one corner and Mom and Dad had a double in the opposite one. There was one chest of drawers with four drawers, and a table with four chairs. Suit cases were stored under the bunk beds and the wood box was at the foot. There was electricity, but we had to carry in the water. Next to the stove, there was a small unit for food prep and dishes as well as supplies. I do remember that Mom baked a birthday cake in the electric skillet she brought for Pete Nickel’s Birthday. ( He was one of the other rangers in another tent on sight.) The bathroom was in the campground and it was always a brisk walk/run to visit it in the mornings. To bathe we went to the Snake River near a hot spring twice a week. It was a great summer with lots of hikes, going to campfire lectures, and traveling. Mom and I even made little pillows and stuff them with pine needles. They smelled wonderful for years after that. As it got closer to Labor Day and our return home, it got colder and colder especially at night. Two nights before the close of the campground and our drive home, when the lights were out, I heard mice in the wood box. I though I felt one run across my legs and when I mentioned it -Dad pooh-poohed that and said go to sleep. Then just as I was dozing off one ran across my face. I screamed. Dad was not sympathetic and said I was imagining things. Some how I did fall asleep. But the last night I refused to sleep in the bottom bunk- and insisted on sleeping at the opposite end of Gene’s bunk on the top. In the morning I was vindicated by little mouse dropping all over the bed spread. When we got home to Carroll two days later my own bed seemed huge and very secure.
Hope you enjoy your childhood memories as much as I do mine.
Keep Creating
Carol
PS
The post next week will be done on Friday because the FAD group is going up to Judy’s camp from Tue to Thur.