Crazy as a Loom

Tuesday, August 23, 2016


Is it over???   Summer?

Oh, sure, there are things about it that are amazing, like my huge zinnia patch.

But overall, the humidity has been overwhelming.

I know I've said it before, but I do love this old house.

The light, the incredible feeling about it.

I have been weaving hand dyed bamboo, and I'm calling it Mermaids.

Though it is one of my LEAST favorite jobs, we had another rug to seam together.

Lois has been working hard on this for weeks........three sections, altogether, it makes a 9x12 rug.

It took us about two hours to sew it together, and when we were done, I needed a crane to get me off the floor.
Can anyone say "STIFF"????

Here's the runner that goes with it.

I'm busy as usual, weaving, dyeing.

But today, I spent with this little love.
Priceless, let me tell you.

Sunday, August 7, 2016

Still here.

For quite a while now, I have suspected that I was headed for a hip replacement.
I have had the MRI, the injections, etcetera.
The upshot is, I don't.
It is "years away", I was told.
Yay....that's ok with me.

The bad news is that I have a problem with my SI joint.........if you look up "Weaver's Bottom", you will see that my ischial tuberosity is unhappy.
I told the doctor that I did not want him to tell me to stop weaving.  He said, " I won't."

Good.  At least we understand each other.

So it's off for another injection, and some physical therapy, and more weaving.  Of course.

Cotton warp, hand dyed silk weft.

I had some cotton I wove a while back.   I finally got inspired to do something with it.

Three kimono jackets.

I love the loose and flowing.

 I love the clean feel of cotton.

And I love them in natural.

It's so much fun pleasing myself.  I hope for someone to come along and like it, I mean I am hoping to make some money from my weaving.
But I still basically please myself.  And that is the "priceless" part.

This morning I made some dill pickles.
But I refuse to can them.
I put mine in the fridge, and I tell anyone that I give them to:  refrigerate.
It's too hot to can, and besides, it sometimes makes the pickles limp.
I hate limp pickles.

My field is coming along's all cleared, and sometimes I just go out there and sit in my lawn chair and admire it.
Have I mentioned that I have zucchinis as big as my thigh???

I've dried them, I've grated and froze them, I've given them away.
But still this:

I do require that I keep somewhat of a schedule....even if it's just one I've made up.  So I am going back to weave a bit before the evening news.

This hand dyed tencel is waiting for me.

Is life good, or what???

Thursday, July 21, 2016

A day in the life.......

Of all the things I have woven in my weaving career, I think this baby wrap that I just sent to London, is my favorite of all.

The warp is cotton, the weft hand dyed bamboo.

It is incredibly soft.

 The request was for me to dye the bamboo in silver, bronze and gold.

I love how it turned out.
To take something off the loom, do the sewing, then the wet finishing, then the pressing, and have it be so beautiful is humbling, to be sure.
The satisfaction is almost indescribable.
To say that weaving is my passion hardly says it all.

One of my new food passions is the spiralizer.
I guess it is also called the Vegetti.

A friend gave it to me, and it's been sitting in the drawer for a year at least.
But then my zucchini patch went ballistic.
Is someone feeding them steroids???

In two days I picked twice this many.  I'm afraid to go out there.

But the spiralizer is my new best friend.

I have been experimenting.  This time I sautéed it in oil for a few minutes, then I added a small bag of frozen stir fry vegetables, then a bit of pesto that I had in the fridge.  I was obviously scrounging, or you could call it improvising.

It was delicious.

The next time I tried it, I put some mushrooms, garlic and onions in with it.
It's fast, it's delicious, and the zucchini has the same texture as al dente pasta.  It is amazing.   I really love it.

My days are long....I start early, and I like to stay busy.
This morning I was up at 6am, rinsing these skeins that I dyed yesterday.

I do love how they turned out.

I can't stop looking at it.

I heard on NPR the other day, that everything is really black and white, and that the color we perceive is what our eyes see, but not necessarily the truth.

I say that sounds like a pack of lies.  How could this vibrant color be only imagined.

While my skeins were soaking in clear water, I was whipping up zucchini bread.

And while I miss my old Tappan range, I love being able to bake more than one thing at a time, and I really appreciate being able to depend on the temperature being correct.

This photo was an error....but it's just a part of my day........tramping out to the hose to get water for the chickie girls.

I'm exhausted.   How about you?

Saturday, July 2, 2016


Today was a long, long day.  I can't wait to go to bed.

I was up at the crack of dawn, out in the back yard, dyeing more bamboo and cotton for weaving.

Then I cleaned the chicken coop.   Dirty job, but someone has to do it.  When I was finished, and let the girls back into their home, they seemed to be very pleased with it.

Then off  to the grocery store, because there was not anything good to eat in the house.

I weeded my squash and  cucumber patch, which is outside the fenced garden.

I did some sewing, hemming the pile of placemats that Lois finished last week.

Then I did some serious weaving.

After dinner, I rinsed and washed the stuff I dyed this morning.

Now, I'm exhausted.

Why am I surprised?

Lois finished the towels she was working on, in turned taquéte.   I picked out different shades of reds, but she did all the work.
She says it was a plot to get her selvedges to be better.

Imagine that.

Her selvedges are quite good, though.

I love having lunch on the porch, and I do it quite often.

Lois and I warped two looms in one morning.

We put 50 yards of cotton on it.

Finally done.

This is my new favorite yogurt.

It comes in pumpkin, blueberry, strawberry rhubarb, lemon and raspberry.
And it's awesome.

I toyed with this one, mixing up the pattern......loving it one minute and hating it the next.

I finally went back to my original design.

My comfort zone, you could say.

Is it time to go to bed yet?

Welcome to my world.

Because every thread counts

Because every thread counts