Friday, April 24, 2009

April Excellent Adventure, Part 2

After visiting the Hunley in Charleston Saturday morning, we made our way out to Ft. Moultrie which is a very old fort that helped devend Charleston during the Revolutionary war. The grave shown here is that of Osceola, a very famous Seminole (Florida) Indian Chief. I grew up in Florida and we learned about the Seminoles in school, they were the only tribe that never surrendered or signed a treaty. Osceola was held in Fort Mountrie until his death and he was buried there on the front lawn.
This is the flag at the Fort. It was used in every war until after WWII so it has variously aged installations, buildings, and cannon from each era. You can see the WWII buildings from this picture as well as a cannon tripod lifter in the foreground. The fort is painted with camoflauge paint on the water side and you really can't see it from the harbor.
This cannon was interesting, it's from the war of 1812. It travels on cast iron tracks so that it's adjustable with big wheels that also travel on smaller cast iron tracks on the frame it's on. Pretty amazing.
This Palmetto is in front of Ft. Moultrie. The original fort was made with trunks from the native palmetto trees. When the Brits fired on the fort, the palmetto bark absorbed the shock and damage from the shells and the fort was able to withstand the attack without too much damage. That's why the Palmetto is on the state flag, which wasn't adopted until Civil War times. This beautiful tree was at the Charles Pinkney National Park in Charleston. His actual house is now gone so I didn't take pictures of the rebuilt home that's on the property. He was one of the Continental Congress and a very driving force in the State of South Carolina's decision to seceed from the British Kingdom, doing so even before the Founding Fathers voted to write the Declaration of Independence.
And Speaking of Secession...after South Carolina legally seceeded from the United States in 1861, armed forces were brought to the not quite finished Ft. Sumter rather than vacate the state as they were asked to do. Ft. Sumter was defended for 36 hours and then fell to the South Carolina militia. Mark is looking into one of the Cannon ports in the mostly rebuilt fort. It was turned to rubble after 4 years of being bombed and shelled by the Union forces but it was used as defence during WWI and WWII so it was partially rebuilt. It's now a National Park.
These are scenes of the rubble inside the Fort, as well as the dark black section which was built for WWII. They'd put a small National Park store and a museum into the newest part of the WWII buildings. The museum had the flag that was taken down upon the Fort's surrender, (there were actually two flags, both presented to him) and, in keeping with the Southern way, was given to the Commanding officer. His family kept it and it is now owned and preserved by the National Park Service.
This shell was lodged in the wall at the Fort. It was fired by Union Artillery during the 4 years of the war. This one and a few others that we saw were found during the excavations that were done after the Fort was given to the National Park service. The range on these artillery pieces was pretty long, as the Fort sits out on an island in the middle of Charleston harbor.
One of the sides of the fort nearest to the WWII installation was actually filled with sand to act as additional padding for defensive use, and when the fort was excavated, these 1890's cannons were found perfectly preserved and still sitting on their carriages. This entire end of the fort was the best preserved of the entire fort. It was pretty amazing.
It was a beautiful sunny day with a gentle breeze blowing. The flags looked beautiful with the backdrop of a few wispy clouds behind them.
This is the Sign for the Fort. We were going to get back on the ferry to go back to the mainland and we just couldn't seem to get a picture with nobody standing in front of the sign. Kids were taking pictures, and it was really cute so I just snapped them in front of the sign.
The Park where the ferry dropped us back off has the USS Yorktown parked there as a museum. Right outside the park area is a monument to Cold War Submarines and it was really cool looking with the top of the Sub peering out from the grass.
This is me at Ft. Moultrie. It's a horrible picture but a neat cannon. I ended up getting sun and wind burned during the day, it had been cold and windy and overcast most of the spring in Maryland so I haven't been outside much.
This is the sock I was working on knitting during most of the drive. It's Koigu yarn and it's a Socks that Rock pattern called "Leafling". It looks like cables but it's not. The other one is still on the needles but I'm nearly done with it.
The next morning we went to Moore's Creek which was in North Carolina. This was the scene of a very decisive Revolutionary War battle, the first one in the South. The area around here is so very beautiful with the creek and the swamp and it was a nice day too.
This is a shot of Moore's creek from the bridge that was built in ths location of the old one that the British had to cross for the battle to take place. The signs said there were alligators in the swamp but we didn't see any.
This mounument is to the women of the Revolution that helped out with the soldiers that were wounded. The commander's wife from this engagement rode a great distance to come and help out with the injured men.
The next morning we got up early and drove out to the Cape Lookout National Seashore. The weather had turned rainy and cold again so we weren't able to go out to the island. There are no bridges or roads to the islands and it certainly wasn't ferry weather! We went to the Visitor Center and learned more about Portsmouth Village which is on the island, as well as the local animals and ecosystems.
Poor Mark was helping clean out the car after we got home and ended up having to wear my straw hat into the house. Little did he know that I was waiting with the camera. LOL
Yes, we are National Park stamp people...I actually have 2 more on the next page in my passport! It was a great vacation with lots of stamps, though we didn't get the 3 from the Cape Lookout Seashore. We left them to do another time. :)

Saturday, April 18, 2009

A couple more finished projects

I was trying to get some more projects that I'd started on the list of finished ones. Sometimes I get too many things going and it feels overwhelming. I did 2 new flannel nightgowns as some of the ones I made last time around (a few years ago) are getting kind of thread bare. Rosie just wanted to snuggle down in the fabric no matter where I put them to take a picture, so I just gave up and took a picture with her on them. They're just nightgowns, after all. :)
These socks just got finished, they're the colorway "Dragon Dance" in the pattern "Serendipity" which made me step outside the comfort box while I was working on them. They look huge here but they're actually fitting perfectly. They have a new heel for me, they're a "wrap and twist" heel rather than the short row ones with the gusset decreases that I'm used to. The first one wasn't as nice as the second, a little experience was a good thing. I'm not sure if I'd use the heel again, but the "star toe" was kind of nice looking and I might repeat that. Now it's on to other socks that I've started, I'm on a kind of "clean up and clear out" quest on my knitting lately.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Circular Sock Machine update

A few months ago I posted a couple of pictures of the Circular Sock machine that I'd gotten. I had been trying like crazy to make it work and it didn't even come close. I looked at videos on You-tube and that didn't seem to make it any easier. The guy that rebuilt the machine, though very nice, seemed to talk about it in the terms of an engineer, and to me it sounded like it was in a different language. I figured I'd keep messing with it as I had time.

You know how sometimes there are no insignificant coincidences? Well at the marketplace area at the Conference in March, I stopped to see a vendor that I really love and I happened to glance at the area in back of her tables to see an amazing sight! She and her daughter had a circular Sock Machine! I was so excited! Debbie of S & S Sutlery gave me the name and number of the lady that she bought her machine from and that lady gives lessons! Wow!

As soon as my life slowed down a tiny bit I booked a lesson. I really enjoyed Kim, the teacher, and spent 3 hours at her house learning the basics. I don't know how to do ribs, or heels, but I've at least gotten to the point where I can make tubes and pick up dropped stitches and fix mistakes. I'm so excited!
One of the things that we'd had problems with was where do I set up the machine? It is very heavy, being cast iron, and the stool I'd gotten would have fallen over except for the 10 pound weight that Mark suggested we try on the opposite end of the stool. With cats hanging around, that made me nervous. I could just see the dumbbell falling down and hurting someone's paw or even my own foot!

Kim had a stool that her husband had modified to allow the machine to hang right in the middle, which took care of the balance problems. Today we went to Home Depot and got the tools we needed to copy this great idea, and Mark cut and sanded my stool to make it the perfect holder for not only my machine, but my lamp. The seat is cut away to allow for the travel of the crank handle, as well as to allow the machine to hang closer to the middle of the stool so that the weight is more on top of the center of the legs.

He even cut out the rungs on the top under the seat, leaving the bottom ones to hold the stool securely. This allows me to get to the buckle and the weights which are necessary to hold the knitting onto the needles of the machine. I played with it last night without the stool being modified, and for quite awhile today, and I'll tell you that it's a lot easier to use on it's new holder. I used some very inexpensive sock yarn that I had in my stash to make some tube socks, since I didn't yet get to the part of the lessons where I learn how to make ribs or heels.
I wasn't sure how to weave together the toes so off I went to the serger and just ran a seam across the toes on the wrong side. I'm sure Kim will teach me how to weave in the toes, her socks have invisible toe joins. As usual, my socks are fraternal, not identical twins, but after not being able to get the machine to work, I'm very proud of them! I can't wait to be able to do ribs rather than doing a hem.
These are "muffatees" or fingerless wrist warmers to wear with my Civil War dresses. They have a picot edge and some eyelet that hits me right at the wrists. I still have to finish the upper edge, the grey yarn is waste yarn. I made those last night and though they have some issues and twisted stitches, they're not too bad for my first effort. My next lesson is in about 2 weeks, I can't wait to learn more!

Adventures

Part of what I've been working on lately is getting some projectes completed. Some of my flannel night gowns are getting truly threadbare so I took out the flannel stash and got it all washed up and folded. Belle found the pile immediately, and since she loves to sleep on my fabric on the cutting table, it didn't take an instant for her to be all over this soft pile.
I was actually working on finishing a Civil War dress so I was looking at what I was doing, when I looked up at her, she was already sound asleep on the fabric. I'm glad I didn't want to use it anytime soon!
The next project that I took out to finish this weekend was my Norwegian Morning Cap for the Civil War Needleworker's Knit along. I finished it last week and blocked it and had threaded all the ribbon through before I went to Chicago for my meeting on Tuesday. I needed to hand sew down all the ends of the ribbons in the stripes and sew the ends of all the ribbons hanging in bows or ties. It took me a couple of hours this morning and now it's ready to wear.
I put the Morning cap on the floor to take a picture of it and Rosie thought that the ribbon looked very interesting. It took some serious urging and a relocation to get her out of the way so I could take the picture! It looks really nice when on, and I really loved the ombre ribbon that I had in my stash.
We went to an antique mall yesterday and wandered around for a couple of hours. I got a few things (some old metal knitting needles that were perfectly fine for $1 a set, an oil can for my sock machine oil...the kind of things that are less expensive used even though they're antique. I also found this comb. I'm not sure what it is, but it's curved so it's a Back comb, and I liked it. I didn't pay much for it so I'll have to do some research on it. I know it's most likely before 1920 but I didn't find any examples that looked similar in the books I've found. That's part of the fun of collecting, learning about them! :)

Sunday, April 05, 2009

A sunny but windy day at Union Mills Homestead

Yesterday was drill day for our Unit as well as a few others in the Valley Division. It was a time to shake off the dust from the uniforms, get the horses excited again, and meet and get to know new members. It was a day to drill a bit, have a time for conversation as we had a big pot luck lunch, and it was a time to see people from some other units that we might not have seen for awhile. Here, the 1st Maryland Infantry and a NC unit (can't remember which one) were getting ready to form lines and drill. They're part of the larger division to which our unit is a part.
A picket line was set up for the horses, there were 5 in attendance at the drill day. This is Jim working with Bobby, his horse, and Bob on top of Charlie, also owned by Jim. The horses got some exercise and since there was cannon fire and gun fire noise, they had a chance to get used to the noise again (or in the case of some new recruits, for the first time).

The Baltimore Light Artillery was a part of the Maryland 1st Cavalry, and here you'll see our gun crew practicing. We have new members, and members that weren't able to join us for a couple of years, so it was a chance for everyone to practice and get used to working together again. The dismounted cavalry guys were ahead of the cannon, shooting at the enemy in the trees.


Jim, sitting atop Bobby, gives orders to the Dismounts as they skirmish with the tree line. This beautiful property is a homestead that was begun by the Shriver Family in 1787...both Union and Confederate troops spent a night in these fields in 1863 around the Gettysburg battle, and some of their desendants still live across the street from the Homestead and mill which is now a park and museum. One of their descendants that was unable to be with us yesterday, is also with our unit. We live in an area full of history.
A closer picture of the gun crew practicing shooting. And yes, they use black powder blanks.

The dismounts get ready to line up and inspect weapons and drill.





These are some scenes from after the skirmish of unit members getting ready to debrief.

This is one of the Horse moms. She doesn't ride, but was along to handle the horses. We really enojoyed getting to know this new family of recruits.










Bobby the horse is said to be quite a ham, in fact, he usually makes sure that he is included in all the photographs that people take. This was no exception, as you can see from his walking over when he saw me put my camera up. :) We're all looking forward to the reenacting season, starting with a weekend in May.

Thursday, April 02, 2009

Finished one project, well, sort of

This morning I finished my Norwegian Morning Cap which is a Knit Along with the Civil War needleworker's group. It went fairly quickly and is an easy pattern. I used fingering weight yarn on size 2 needles, it's supposed to be like a head shawl...it's very small on me. The pattern is from 1862 and there is no gauge or I would have checked, I don't knit particularly tight, and there was discussion on the board about some folks using laceweight yarns. The original pattern calls for Shetland which is not stretchy, but I used Merino which has added springiness that will probably block out making it larger. There is a crochet edging which is scallops that will be added in the stripe color but I still think that unless it blocks out to the size I'd like, I'm not going to waste my time putting on the edging. I'll make another one on size 4 or 5 needles, it'll be very lacy then, but hopefully it'll look nice.
A box came yesterday from a purchase I'd made on ebay last week. It was under $40 for the item and the shipping all together, and since it's from the 1890's I didn't think that was bad regardless of the wear and damage listed on the listing. As you can see, Belle is very interested in what's going on as I pulled the smaller box out of the bigger box.

This is a folding Victorian era needlepoint chair and is about the right size for a child, it's no moore than 2 feet off the ground. Obviously I didn't buy it to sit on, but rather to collect. It is going to take some careful hand sewing to repair the issues with the needlepoint seat and the webbing underneath, but I am up for the challenge, it looks rather straight forward. I also think some lovingly applied polish on the wood might help as well. It's amazing to me that this chair, which is fragile looking to begin with, is nearly 120 years old...I would bet it has stories to tell if it could only talk! The Civil War era folding chairs that I've seen are even more fragile as they don't have the sides from the seat to the back...to allow for ladies to sit in their cage crinolines.

Wednesday, April 01, 2009

Happy Birthday, Belle!

It's hard to believe, but today is our girl Belle's First birthday, she's no longer a kitten and has now graduated to being a cat. She owns the house and is very sure of herself. She is no longer a baby, no longer even a teen, today she is an adult member of the cat family, but she's still Daddy's little girl.
It's hard to believe this little creature could change our lives so much, as we found her under the car when she was just a tiny little mewing kitten and at first didn't know if we'd even keep her. We were dog people, we didn't want cats, and here we are, thanks to Belle, with 3 of these sweet creatures that are sharing our home, and our life. We enjoy every second with them all and are now confirmed cat people (dogs too).
So here's to you, Belle. Happy Birthday, and thanks for ending up under our car and adopting us. Rosie's birthday is later this month, so by the beginning of May we'll have no kittens anymore.

Monday, March 30, 2009

A note about socks, and airplanes

I flew a trip on Friday that was a 13 hour duty day with 4 flights that were full to the rafters, as Fridays often are. I had the good fortune to get to fly with crewmembers that I truly enjoy so it made it a little easier to smile and enjoy the day. I worked on these socks, and then finished them on Saturday night. They're a color way called "downpour" and I wore them all day on Sunday as there was a serious "downpour" going on outdoors.

Now, you'll ask, how do socks pertain to airplanes. There is a flight attendant that blogs that had a lavatory post, and I was thinking about that while I took the picture of my socks. With Spring breaks beginning, and the summer travel season coming up, I thought it might be a good idea to mention something that really creeps us Flight Attendants out, seeing folks going to the airplane bathroom in their socks. And barefoot happens occasionally too.

Now, I realize that there might be some people out there that don't understand what the issue is with this. It's hard to believe, but when I sometimes send children (innocent souls that don't know they shouldn't be without their shoes in public) to get their shoes on back at their seats, the parents ask "why?" So I'm going to do my best to tell you why, from our perspective of working on the airplanes.

*1. Bathroom aside, you shouldn't be anywhere on an airplane without shoes. If you take them off at your seat, slip them on again before you move. It doesn't happen often, but sometimes a glass will break on the carpet and not all the shards will be cleaned up by the vacuum, when it eventually does get vacuumed. People puke on the carpet, people spill things, people drop things, it is seriously gross. They don't shampoo the carpets. Any liquid is kind of cleaned up, but you know it's going to absorb into the fibers. Airlines wait until the planes are on a scheduled heavy cleaning (not often) and replace carpets because they get so dirty. Dirt from feet. Dirt from people that live on farms and step in "stuff"...may I please stop there? EWWWW
*2. You wouldn't use the rest room at a football stadium without your shoes, why would you do it here? Just because there's carpet in the aisle? Please reread #1. There are, just for conversation, about 400 people on a 747 on each leg/flight. On a domestic schedule that airplane might be flown 4 or 5 legs in one day. So that's a whole lot of people, isn't it? It's public. It isn't disinfected. Go back and look at all the stuff that might be on the floor from the point above. The cleaners, depending on the station the airplane is sitting at, might have from 5-10 minutes to clean the entire airplane. They spray a couple of spritzes of cleaner (think watered down cleaner, the cleaners are outsourced to companies that hire for minimum wage and try to save every cent they can) on their rag and swab the floor in the lav when they have the time, and that's not every stop. Mostly it just spreads the stuff that's already there. And the cleaners, for the most part, don't care. We have to go behind them in many cities and ask them to re-do what they supposedly did. There are not a lot of English speaking cleaners, and the languages are varied, depending on the city, so there isn't a lot of conversation or understanding.
*3. Ok, how many of you folks have males of the species in your family? I have a couple, and I will share with you that they are great people, and sit at home to alleviate the mess here in our non-public restroom. I taught my son to stand in a public place and not to touch anything he didn't have to in public restrooms. Ok, so say that "most" of the guys stand in the public place called the airplane. You know that guys somehow get drops on the floor at home, and the floor isn't moving. Now factor in turbulence, vibration from the airplane, the small cramped size of the restroom on the plane, and not caring how their aim is because they aren't at home. Now add in boy children that aren't quite tall enough to aim effectively. There isn't a whole lot of room in the airplane bathroom. It's all going to end up on the floor. Mix in the splashes of water from those people that actually wash their hands (I'll elaborate later) and it becomes quite icky.
*4. I've had people say to me "but it doesn't look wet in there" and indeed, the lack of humidity on the plane tends to dry liquids rather quickly. But have you ever spilled a coke or other liquid and it dried only to leave a residue or stickiness of some kind? Well, the water will certainly evaporate, but that leaves germs and such. I'm not a doctor so I'm not going to begin to tell you that I know exactly what is left behind, I just know that I certainly am not going to take a chance on anything. You and I both know that certain germs can survive on surfaces, many for quite awhile. And you don't know if the person that left those germs has anything infectious. I'm not going to want to share their germs, not matter what they have.
*5. And while we're talking about germs, I seriously wonder how many people actually wash their hands after using the rest room. I know that's gross, but it bears discussion since we're talking about dirty public places, not just airplanes. We've all been in places where someone has walked out of a public toilet without stopping, but I think it's more prevelant on airplanes than you might think. I can't tell you how many times I'll use the forward lavatory (this one gets less use so it is supplied with less paper towels) and I'll find that it's out of towels. It probably was out of towels for awhile before I went in there, and nobody said anything to me about it. My jumpseat is right outside the bathroom and in First Class where I usually work, I have a lot of customer contact. Sometimes I'm sitting on my seat when folks go in. I'm fast, but even I couldn't do my business and wash my hands in the short amount of time that some guys go in and come out. And this is in First Class. We see some strange things mostly in coach, and there are about 7 times more people in coach than in first class or even business so it compounds the possibilities. Of course, there's the issue of the ones that are in there for-evah but that doesn't pertain to this discussion. I open the door with a towel, then throw it away so I don't touch the handle with my now clean hands. Flight attendants are germ phobics, we are exposed to so many germs brought on board, why make it any easier to get infected?

And, if you went into the lav in your socks you WERE noticed by the crew. We'll talk about you behind your back unless we're discussing something more interesting. We'll tell our flying partners that you mopped the floor in the lav (even if it didn't feel really wet, you did), and if you're trying to impress that 20something cute flight attendant on your flight, you did, though probably not in the way you had intended. Far less women than men go in there in their socks, I don't know why...just observing. And I'm just trying to help here...for your upcoming vacations.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Happy Birthday, Maryland!

Today is the anniversary of Maryland! On March 25, 1634 the Maryland Colony was founded officially.

Early Spanish mariners were probably the first white people to visit the Maryland area. The first European to record an entrance into Chesapeake Bay appears to have been Giovanni da Verrazzano in 1524.

It was not until the early years of the 17th century that English explorers arrived, Bartholomew Gilbert in 1603 and John Smith in 1608.
In 1631, the Virginian William Claiborne became the first European settler in Maryland when he opened a fur trading post on Kent Island in Chesapeake Bay.
In 1632, George Calvert, first Baron Baltimore and a recent convert to Roman Catholicism, obtained a charter from King Charles I that granted feudal rights in the land north of the Potomac River. The colony was to be named in honor of the king's consort, Henrietta Maria. Charles I was deeply concerned about the presence of the Dutch in North America and decided to establish Maryland as a buffer between Virginia and the New Netherland.
The exact boundaries were not accurately described, which led to a dispute with Virginia that would not be settled for 300 years. Before colonization began, the first Lord Baltimore died and left the grant to his son, Cecilius, the second Lord Baltimore. Since the charter did not expressly prohibit the establishment of non-Protestant churches, Cecilius Calvert encouraged fellow Catholics to settle there.


While establishing a refuge for Catholics who were facing increasing persecution in Anglican England, the Calverts also were interested in creating profitable estates. To this end, and to avoid trouble with the British government, they also encouraged Protestant immigration.
Maryland's first town, St. Mary's, was established by both Protestants and Catholics in 1634. Arriving in the Ark and the Dove, they carefully chose a location high on a bluff near the point where the Potomac River flows into Chesapeake Bay.


The royal charter granted to the Calvert family embodied a mixture of feudal and modern elements. They were given the power to create manorial estates, but were limited to making laws only with the consent of the freemen (property holders). To attract and hold settlers, and to make the venture profitable, the family offered a limited form of land ownership. The number of independent farms grew and the farmers demanded a voice in the affairs of the colony. Maryland's first legislature, the House of Delegates, met in 1635.


The colony never experienced protracted Indian warfare or a "starving time" like its neighbor Virginia. Indeed, proximity to an established settlement allowed Maryland to trade for needed items. The colony also benefited from the largess of the proprietor, who personally supported the settlers' early financial needs. Like Virginia, Maryland suffered from a labor shortage and in 1640 introduced a headright system intended to stimulate immigration.


Protestants quickly outnumbered Catholics, a development that led to the passage of the Toleration Act in 1649. This interesting statement of religious toleration provided freedom of worship to all who believed in the divinity of Jesus, but decreed the death penalty for those denying the Trinity. The growing number of Protestants, especially Puritans, led to friction culminating in a brief civil war in 1655. For a number of years, William Claiborne, the original settler and frequent thorn in the Calvert family's side, ran the colony in defiance of the proprietors.


Annapolis became the capital in 1694, supplanting St. Mary's. Baltimore was founded in 1730, Frederick in 1745, and Georgetown in 1751. The boundary between Maryland and Pennsylvania was settled according to the survey done by Mason and Dixon in 1763-67.

The Maryland flag is made up of the Calvert (Lord Baltimore) and Crossland (his wife or mother's family-reports differ) Coats of Arms. During the Civil War, the Crossland Cross (or Botony cross) became a symbol of support for the Southern Cause since Maryland was occupied by Federal troops before and during the War. Maryland was the only state in the nation (including all Northern states) in which it was illegal to fly confederate colors, and civilians were jailed (including women) for any support of the Southern states, as well speaking out against the war, even if they were Union supporters and simply against the war. The Maryland flag was not adopted until 1904.
(Now, further Maryland history from another article's perspective) The Roman Catholics were among those who suffered persecution in England, and Maryland was founded as a place of refuge for them. Among the most prominent of the English Catholics was Sir George Calvert, known as Lord Baltimore. His first attempt to found a colony was in Newfoundland, but the rigorous climate compelled him to give it up. (I'm smiling at my husband's Newfie ancestors!) He decided that the most favorable place was that portion of Virginia lying east of the Potomac. Virginia had its eye already upon the section, and was preparing to settle it, when Charles I, without consulting her, granted the territory to Lord Baltimore. Before he could use the patent, he died, and the charter was made to his son, Cecil Calvert, in 1632. He named it Maryland in compliment to the queen, Henrietta Maria.
Leonard Calvert, a brother of Lord Baltimore, began the settlement of Maryland at St. Mary's, near the mouth of the Potomac. He took with him 200 immigrants and made friends with the Indians, whom he treated with justice and kindness. Annapolis was founded in 1683 and Baltimore in 1729.


Despite the wisdom and liberality of Calvert's rule, the colony met with much trouble, because of Virginia's claim to the territory occupied by the newcomers. William Clayborne of Virginia had established a trading post in Maryland and refused to leave, but he was driven out, whereupon he appealed to the king, insisting that the Catholics were intruders upon domain to which they had no right. The king decided in favor of Lord Baltimore. Clayborne however, would not assent, and, returning to Maryland in 1645, he incited a rebellion which was pressed so vigorously that Calvert was forced to flee. He gathered enough followers to drive Clayborne out in turn. The Catholics then established a liberal government and passed the famous "Toleration Act," which allowed everybody to worship God as he saw fit. Many persons in the other colonies, who were suffering persecution, made their homes in Maryland.


After a time, the Protestants gained a majority in the assembly and made laws which were very oppressive to the Catholics.. The strife degenerated into civil war, which lasted for a number of years. The proprietor in 1691 was a supporter of James II, because of which the new king, William, took away his colony and appointed the governors himself. The proprietor's rights were restored in 1716 to the fourth Lord Baltimore. The Calverts became extinct in 1771, and the people of Maryland assumed proprietorship five years later. Comparative tranquillity reigned until the breaking out of the Revolution.


An interesting occurrence during this tranquil period was the arrival from England of George Fox, the founder of the Society of Friends or Quakers. In the assemblage which gathered on the shores of the Chesapeake to listen to his preaching were members of the Legislature, the leading men of the province, Indian sachems and their families, with their great chief at their head.
The disputed boundary between Maryland and Pennsylvania was fixed in 1767, by two surveyors named Mason and Dixon. This boundary became famous in after years as the dividing line between the free and slave States. (Though, at the start of the Civil War, the state of Maryland had the largest population of FREE Blacks, north or south!)

Monday, March 23, 2009

Why does everything I do take me so long?

I really was trying not to get sidetracked, but you know how that goes in crafting and sewing rooms. I was cleaning up my sewing room which is also the dumping ground for many things including my Civil War stuff. I have bins of drawers that I was putting things away in when I opened this one up and to my suprise found nearly a whole drawer of sock yarn! There are a couple of other things besides sock weight in the bottom, but it's all yarn. I thought all my sock yarn was in the dresser in my office, so I had to go check in the office and see if I had room to consolodate and move. No on that. I really need to get the circular sock machine moving so I can work through some of this yarn quicker than I could do by hand.
I came back into the sewing room to see Rosie here pulling a pin out of my pin cushion on my table and trying to carry it away. I use the big headed quilting pins to sew with because they're easier to handle and see, but the cats also are fascinated by them. After I grabbed Rose up and checked her mouth to make sure she hadn't grabbed another one with intent to swallow it, she decided to go sleep in one of my boxes of quilting pieces up on the shelf by where I was trying to work. She's my acrobat.
Gracie on the other hand, was happy to lie in the sunbeam on the end of my sewing cabinet. The serger is at the repair shop right now, it usually sits down at that end of the cabinet, so Gracie was very happy to have a nice big spot to lie. She doesn't seem to share the fascination that the kittens have with pins and scissors and thread, being the mature older woman that she is.
This is mother's little helper. The moment Belle even sees fabric she starts purring because she so loves lying right in the middle of it all. Of course, cutting out a pattern is unbelievably difficult. I got the one side of my bodice cut out and then was matching the fabric to cut out the other, and she decided to lie right in the middle of the pattern and try to pull out my pins. Sigh. I do love them, but they make it a little more difficult to get things done. I have to keep lifting her off the fabric and moving her. I know I could close them out of the room, but they are so funny to watch that I deal with things. It's the cutting stage that's the most difficult, followed second by putting the pleats together for the skirt while they try to hide in the fabric. lol. Wish me luck, I have the back still to cut out as well as the sleeves (as soon as I decided what I'm going to do).

It's spring for reenactors

It was a huge busy weekend for us here. On Saturday our unit had their field trip to the New Visitor's Center at the Gettysburg National Military Park. We were accompanied by our "brother" unit from Hanover, PA and had a wonderful time. The newly restored Cyclorama is incredible. I just wish I'd had more time to look at it. This is the Paletot that I made in November, it's unlined and intended for warmer days or for wearing indoors, I just haven't ever had a picture taken of it. We're in the Gift shop here at the Park.
After we finished at the park, the unit went to Boyd's Bear's Barn for our monthly meeting and we had lunch. It was a quick meeting because we were all starving! Boyd's bear is a lot of fun, and if you ever get to Gettysburg, it's worth taking a couple of hours to go to, especially if you have little people with you. I'm wearing the Gutta Percha broach that was made by Second Mourning Reproduction Jewelry. I'm happy to recommend them, their prices are quite reasonable and their work is of quality, no bubbles or rough spots like other reproductions I've seen. They're at secondmourning@comcast.net, and they have earings, pendants, and many other broaches to choose from. I can't wait to get earrings to match. And no, the yoke on my dress isn't crooked, I am just sitting funny, besides having scoliosis which makes my shoulders uneven anyway. This dress was my class project for the Genteel Arts Yoked bodice class in January.
We did some errands after the meeting, one of which was to stop in at Needle and Thread in Gettysburg. This fabric spoke to me the last time we were here, yes, it's Civil War period, and I can't wait to make it into a dress, I need a more somber fabric for our cemetary dedication we do every year. Thank you to Mark for gifting it to me, it was unexpected and very much appreciated. It's a black background and looks lighter in this photo than it does on the bolt. I am already thinking of rust colored trim but I'll wait to get the dress started and see how much fabric I have for sleeve design and such, which hopefully will be in the next couple of days.
I have gotten started collecting Victorian hair combs. In the past, I thought they'd never stay in my hair until I discovered that you put them in on top (with the tines behind) of your chignon, bun, or hair rat, and they do stay in very well. They also cover the modern barette or clips that I use to keep my hair coiled and were a very popular accessory for women of the Civil War era. This one is a reproduction that I got in Gettysburg by Beth Miller, it's kind of crudely done in terms of the carving compared to the period ones I've seen.This one I purchased on Ebay. Though I can't find a book that I can use for reference on the combs yet, I am guessing this is post war. It was very inexpensive, and was sold as "Victorian" but that time period goes until 1901. This one has tiny red rhinestones in it that I think probably rule out Civil War. I've been parusing ebay for other finds, reproductions are fine for me since they're inexspensive, I'm going to wear them and don't want to have to worry about breaking them or losing them.