5/19/2011

Harris Tweed, Part II

So.... Harris Tweed.

The Christian School on the island have been doing a project on Harris Tweed, so I bribed asked politely my American, Pennsylvanian, Northern friend, who is teaching in the school for a few months to tell me all she's learned about Harris Tweed.

Back to the very beginning....

Laurie, tell me a bit about the history of Harris Tweed.

People had been weaving cloth in Harris for hunderds of years, but when the widow of the Earl of Dunmore, who'd inherited the northern part of Harris, took over the running of the estate, the birth of Harris Tweed as we know it was to occur. Lady Dunmore realised that the cloth that two sisters, who are known as the Paisley sisters, were weaving was ideal for making jackets that were both wearable and durable. When she had jackets made for her own estate gamekeeper and ghyllies, Lady Dunmore knew that this clothing would suit her well-off friends in London, and on other estates, to a tee. She took samples to London, and with her encouragement it was not long before tweed jackets had become the clothing for the hunting, shooting set, including those working for Queen Victoria. It was not only practical, it was really the clothing to be seen in.

I took a drive down to Harris and saw where these ladies had lived and worked.

This plaque commemorates the 'Paisley Sisters', Marion and Christine MacLeod.

In the foreground is the remains of Marion and Christine's home.

Here is the house from another angle. See how close it was to the sea!

They would have washed the wool in this stream of running water, right bside their home.

Here is crotal, the lichen that was used to dye the wool.

This is a description of the original method of preparing the wool:

The raw material, wool, was produced locally and part of it would have been used in its natural uncoloured state, the rest was dyed. In the 19th century vegetable dyes were used. Following dyeing, the wool was mixed, the shade being regulated by the amount of coloured wool added; then it was oiled and teased; the latter process involves pulling the wool apart to open out the fibres. The next part of the preparation, carding, results in the fibres of the wool being drawn out preparatory to spinning. This was a very lengthy process followed by spinning carried out on familiar spinning-wheel by women. Until the turn of the century a very early type of handloom was used for weaving with a manually operated shuttle. The final process is finishing where the tweed is washed and given a raised compact finish. The involved in this process was often accompanied by songs in Gaelic. 
[From the Harris Tweed Authority website]

The success of the product soon led to imitations being produced, so in the early years of the 20th cenutry, genuine Harris Tweed was given legal protection and the famous Orb mark shows authentic Harris Tweed to this day. An Act of Parliament defines Harris Tweed like this:

Harris Tweed is cloth that has been handwoven by the islanders of Lewis, Harris, Uist and Barra in their homes, using pure virgin wool that has been dyed and spun in the Outer Hebrides.

Take note: 

- the cloth has to have been handwoven by the islanders of the Outer Hebrides;

- the wool must be pure virgin wool;

- the wool must be dyed and spun in the Outer Hebrides.




Originally the wool used on the island was from Blackface sheep, but now the wool comes to the island mills from the mainland, from Cheviot sheep.

 A prize Cheviot
[Photo: Selkirk Scotland website]

The wool comes to the island mills, all ready washed. The dyeing, carding and spinning is all done in the island mills. The mill then take the various yarns they have warped and prepare a beam for local weavers. The local weavers, weaving from their own homestead, put their delivered beam onto their own looms and weave the required length.

The famous Orb - the mark of genuine Harris Tweed

The Harris Tweed industry has been a mainstay for the island's economy for the past century. My dad had a business in the town here until he retired, and he always said that he barely noticed when other industries were busier or quieter, but when the 'tweeds' were on a downturn, the whole town was affected.

Tomorrow, I'll show y'all one of our local weavers at work, and try and show you how the loom actually works.



5/17/2011

Harris Tweed

Harris Tweed. Every heard of it?

If you have, what do you think of when you read the words ... Harris Tweed?

Old grannies' skirts. Old men's caps?

Well, you'd be forgiven, I guess, because for many years, tweed was the domain of the older folks; of men's jackets that never wore out; the chosen gear for the shootin', fishin' brigade.

But no longer: now Harris Tweed can be seen on the Paris catwalk and on movie stars. And in Nike trainers.

Harris Tweed has been handwoven in the Outer Hebrides for centuries. When the manufacture of other cloths was industrialised, during the age of industrialisation, Harris Tweed retained its distinctiveness by the nature of its manufacture: it was, and still is, handwoven in the Outer Hebrides.

The trademark, the Orb...


is protected, and can only be placed on cloth which has been produced on these islands, and by its distinctive method. In 1909, Harris Tweed was defined by the Harris Tweed Association as "hand-spun, hand-woven and dyed by the crofters and cottars in the Outer Hebrides."

Over the next week I'll show you some photos of the loom on which Harris Tweed is woven by numerous weavers on our island. 

I'll speak to a weaver and let y'all know some of the positives and the negatives of being in this line of work.

And I will speak of some other cottage industries that have been set up, making and selling Harris Tweed items.

Oh, and one more thing: I'll have a giveaway, and yes, it'll be connected with Harris Tweed. Watch this space!

5/16/2011

Psalm 130

This is one of my favourite psalms - Psalm 130. Here, it's sung to the tune Martyrdom.

This is the way we sing in our church: psalms sung with no instrumental music. A cappella.

Psalm 130

Lord, from the depths to Thee I cried.
My voice, Lord, do Thou hear:
Unto my supplication's voice
give an attentive ear.

Lord, who shall stand, if Thou, I Lord,
shoulds't mark iniquity?
But yet with Thee forgiveness is,
that feared Thou mayest be.

I wait for God, my soul doth wait,
my hope is in His word.
More than they that for morning watch,
my soul waits for the Lord;

I say, more than they that do watch
the morning light to see.
Let Israel hope in the Lord,
for with Him mercies be.

And plenteous redemption
is ever found with Him.
And from all his iniquities
He Israel shall redeem.
                                                       Scottish Metrical 

5/14/2011

Saturday's Goings On


I've never shown you Big Brother's dog before. Meet Ben. He's a Border Collie - the traditional breed of dog here on the island, because they're good with the sheep. 

Apparently.

Big Brother calls our Jackson, 'Nice but dim'. He reckons the Border Collie is the Einstein of the doggy world, whereas the Labrador relies on blonde good looks rather than on brains.



The sheep were being moved today....again.

 
 Here are the lambs in the back of the pick-up, while their mums rode in the trailer.

They were not happy bunnies, I can tell you.  What a noise!

(And a bit of a whiff too, but don't tell BB I said that. He reckons their aroma is sweet. Mmmm, I think we'll leave this conversation right now.)

But talking of sweet....

 Catherine made a load of mini whoopie pies today, and filled them with....

 this. 

 Marshmallow fluff.... Lovely.

(Yes, I bought just a few jars. Why do you ask?)

When Big Brother tasted them, he reckoned that wars had been fought over less. Yep, we like it. A lot.


 Today was another day in the plot. It was productive, but, oh boy, it was cold.... and windy.


Our winchill was about 1C (34F), but the sun did peek through the clouds now and again.

 Here are our two 'cages' and another shelter in front of the one on the right.

Both are now planted with a variety of brasiccas.

Inside the windbreak outwith the cage are four rows of leeks.
 See the doors? The Builder made these today, so I can wander in and out of my cages at my leisure. Aren't they fabulous. I knew there was a good reason I married that man.

  
Here are the potatoes that we planted a few weeks ago in the tubs. 

 Peas plants under glass. As always, the wind is our greatest battle here. Hence the cages, the windbreaks and the glass coverings. 

These peas are Duchy Originals. That's Prince Charles' label, and so I'd like you to show a little respect. A small curtsy, or salute if you're a guy, will suffice, but I will not have any disrespect shown to my Prince Charles Peas.

(Having said that, if they don't grow for me, and if they don't give me a harvest of lovely tasty peas, I'll take all this back, and you can then say what you want about them.)

Here's a close-up of coriander (cilantro) about to bolt.

  

 I plant coriander every couple of weeks, but if I leave a plant - even a week after the leaves are ready for use - the plant develops these stems which grow in between the main stems. The leaves that grow on these new stems are not large and flat like the 'proper' coriander leaves. They are smaller and 'lacy'. I'm not sure there's much I can do to stop this. I've read so much information on growing coriander, and bolting comes naturally to them. The only answer is to plant new seed every couple of weeks.

And so to tonight, to feet up, to aching backs and to tired eyes. 

How kind and how wise our Heavenly Father was to give us the Lord's Day. He made us, knowing we would need physical rest from our labours one day in seven; and He knew that we would need a day on which to recharge our spiritual batteries. 

Hope you all have a blessed Lord's Day.



5/13/2011

Mum, These Rams don't Like Me...




Baa. What's this weird looking creature sniffing around our fence?

What a scrawny, wee, .... brown looking thing he is.

Can he not stand? Tut, I've had enough of this weird creature.

Give me intelligent ram-conversation anyway.

Mum.... did you hear what that ram was saying?

My self-esteem has taken such a pummelling.

You still love me though, don't you?

5/11/2011

Wednesday's Words...



Today's questions from Patrice at Everyday Ruralty are:


1. Are you happier at a big event/party or would you rather be with a few close friends/family?
 
Oh definitely a few close friends or family. I much prefer talking one-on-one, or with two or three folks. I do love meeting new people, but even then, I like to really 'talk' with them. Small talk is good only for a little while.

2. What kind of farm animal is your favorite?
 
Oh cows, with these gorgeous brown eyes (and rib-eye-steaks), and their lovely brown coats (and sirloins) and long fringes, if they are Highland cattle (and fillet steaks).
I'm sorry, that was really out of order. True, but out of order, and cows - even without any thought of their meat - are still my favourite.
 
 How could they not be? Isn't this baby just adorable?
 

3. How are you doing with your weight loss or healthy eating?
 
I've lost three of the pounds I put on over the winter. To be honest, as long as my summer clothes will actually fit me, I'm not too bothered. I've always reckoned that women in their forties need some fat. I'm hoping that my face wont look so wrinkly and old.
If my choice is some extra weight, or wrinkles.... I'll go with the extra few pounds anyday!

As for healthy eating... well, in general, I reckon we eat pretty healthily. I don't obsess at all about my food. I love food. I love my meals; I love my puddings; I love my chocolates. I really don't ever want to come to the place where I lose my enjoyment of food, so I'm happy with where we are really.

If only noone had ever thought of Cupcakes. Or Chocolate Sheet Cake. They have become the bane of my life. A very delicious bane-of-my-life, mind you.

4. If you could have any food made calorie free or carb free, what would it be?
 
I guess it would be the aforementioned Cupcakes and Chocolate Sheet Cake. Or anything with chocolate in it. Imagine....... aahhhhhh

5. What's the most relaxing thing for you to do at the end of the day? 
 
Sit in our Family Room with a book, a cuppa (and one of the aforementioned cakes), looking out the window (in between my pages) at this...

(and there y'all were thinking you were gonna get a sunset-free post!)


5/10/2011

Yet Another Sunset

As the sun dipped below the horizon last night, 

 and the colours danced in the sky, 

 and the clouds waltzed their way across the sky,
 the moon appeared to see what all the fuss was about.

See the moon in the top left-hand corner?

 I couldn't quite get the sun and the moon in the same photo.

... but almost.
Are you guys getting a bit bored with my sunsets?

I do understand if you are. After all, I live with a cacophony of 'oh not another one' most evenings, so feel free to let me know.

I'll still sneak in the odd one, but I'll try not to bore y'all.


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