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| Partly work, and partly play, Ye must on St Distaff's day: From the plough soone free your teame, Then come home and fother them. If the maides a spinning goe, Burne the flax, and fire the tow. Bring in pailes of water then, Let the maides bewash the men: Give St. Distaff all the right Then bid Christmas sport good-night. And next morrow, every one To his own vocation. |
Today , January 7th, is Saint Distaffs Day. The first day after Epiphany. The Yule feast period has come to an end and work resumes. Women returned to their spinning.
A distaff is a staff with a cleft for holding wool, flax, etc. from which thread is drawn while being spun by hand.
So, now that the festivities are over, the decorations are all packed away and the last piece of Christmas cake eaten it is the time that I resume my 'spinning' . Well not spinning myself although I have in the past and do have a distaff and carding paddles. I am going to pick up my knitting needles and knit knit knit. I have chosen my yarn. Hooray, what fun I had in the shop , away from the sales and looking at yarns and patterns.
I have also been sorting through my photos and I have chosen one from each month to remember 2012. Here they are:
Dr Who Experience London on board the Tardis. January
Bulrushes at Pegwell Bay Kent February
Snowdrops in the garden March
Tulips in the garden April
The garden in August
Crochet hook roll made for my daughter October
Frosty garden November
Wreath December

I enjoyed the poem and the photos. I must leave this laptop and get on with my own "spinning". Perhaps you'll share your knitting; mine has been woefully neglected.
ReplyDelete-Karen