Empty Nest
Friday, May 14th, 2010
They are gone! 24 hours of an empty nest and empty balcony signals my opportunity to clear out all traces of pigeon. The young birds were last seen hopping around in my dishpan flower boxes. They had practiced flying from shelves to the bench to the balcony floor and back again.

These little birds sure grew up fast! I snuck a picture of two pigeons on the balcony rail, and I can’t tell from this shot if it is the parents or the babies. When I opened my balcony door they flew off, hovered and circled back. This makes me think that they are the young ones–scared to fly too far away from safety.
This may be the last I see of them. I’ve taken down the balcony screening, and moved the bench inside (after I washed a LOT of pigeon poop off of it). The shelf and flower pots are moved into the wind–we’ll see how hardy these birds are. They were pleasant enough company for the spring, but I don’t think I would like them to stick around all summer too.
Now maybe my plants will get the attention they deserve. I was hesitant to go out and water, lest I disturbed the birdies.




It’s so warm out that the pigeons are showing their toes!

I am enjoying these stripes so much!!!
I like that they are symmetrical. This comes from dyeing the very large skein from the warping board in segments from end to end like the skein is a long rectangle.


After 2 days, the light purple colour had barely made an impact on the wool.

I think a squirrel transplanted that bulb from another garden…














The funny thing about dyeing is that it ends up differently each time. The variables are numerous: the wool (superwash or not, nylon content, etc), the quality and quantity of dyestuffs, the temperature, the time spent in the dye. The first time I used turmeric powder, the results were a bright yellow. This time it has turned out a yellowy gold colour, not too different from the onions. I am intrigued to see how it looks when it is all dry.
A few hours and several inches of ribbing later, and–I hesitate to say–that these pogies are done! I hope they are up to the rowing standard.


