Spinning in her GraveWhat Can Possibly Go Wrong, Especially with Piglets Involved?

Excitement! Everyone in Blue Plum is getting ready for Blue Plum Preserves, our annual heritage festival. Okay, not everyone is excited or participating. But this is my first Preserves and I’m looking forward to the weekend.

Here’s a copy of The Blue Plum Bugle’s festival tabloid. Take a look. It calls the weekend “a step back in time to a gentler era.” That sounds like it ought to be fun, don’t you think? And have you read the list of activities? The churches are serving chicken dinners and homemade ice cream on their lawns. The historical society will sell old-fashioned, fresh-squeezed lemonade and take people on guided walking tours downtown and through the historic neighborhoods. The Farm and Home is sponsoring a “petting zoo” of antique farm machinery with steam tractors and threshing machines and whatnot. (Can you tell I’m not real mechanical?) The volunteer fire department is holding a rope pull—using their fire hoses—across the creek in the park, and the parks department is turning the courthouse steps into a sound stage for blue grass and old time fiddle music. Hoopskirts and horses are encouraged, though optional.

Ardis says that some of the old buckboards rolling into town—and some of the sports utility vehicles—will no doubt bear some of those time-honored and illicit homebrewed beverages. If the beverages don’t generate some excitement, nothing will. The whole festival weekend should be a mad whirl of activity.

At the Weaver’s Cat, it will also be a mad whorl – as in spindle whorl. With the help of TGIF (Thank Goodness It’s Fiber, a group of needlework enthusiasts,) we’ll set up a tent in the parking lot across the side street from the shop. Ardis has a whole roster of volunteers lined up to demonstrate hand spinning. We’ve got spinners coming who know how to use spindles and wheels of every type and size who are experts at spinning animal and vegetable fibers from wool to flax, including silk and fluffy dog. And if you’re interested in trying your hand at it, we’ll have spinning wheels and spindle whorls for visitors to try, too.

Where do the piglets come in? Running all over town, maybe. One of the featured festival activities is a bit of outdoor theater—a skit my Grandmother and some friends wrote to commemorate a nineteenth century land and livestock dispute. So, remember my question up top, there? “What could possibly go wrong, especially with piglets involved? Hmm. Well, it’s not just the possibility of mass piglet pandemonium, it’s also the people staging the skit this year. They’re staging a new, improved and expanded version of the skit with a running skirmish. With guns. Hmm.

I’m excited, though, and everyone says they’re going all out to make Blue Plum Preserves a killer event, this year. Let’s just hope ‘killer’ isn’t the operative word!


You can read more about Kath in Spinning in Her Grave, the third book in the “Haunted Yarn Shop” mystery series, published by Obsidian. The first book in the series is Last Wool and Testament. Books are available at retail and online booksellers.

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Meet the author
Molly MacRae lived in Jonesborough and Johnson City, Tennessee, for twenty years and continues to miss the hills and hollows, but especially the people. She and her family now live in Champaign, Illinois—also full of good people, but not so many hills—where she connects children with books at the public library.

You can visit Molly at her website: www.mollymacrae.com. You can also find her on the first Monday of each month at Amy Alessio’s vintage food and craft blog: www.amyalessio.com and on the 23rd of each month at Killer Characters: www.killercharacters.com or connect with her on Facebook or Pinterest.


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