Crazy as a Loom

Friday, September 23, 2016

Little vacay.


DH and I  took a few days off, went to Maine, and New Hampshire.



My foot has been killing me for a couple of months now, so I took the advice of my physical therapist, and bought myself a pair of Birkenstocks.

I was shocked when I realized how much they helped.  I don't care if they are ugly.




 I love the water, I could sit by it for hours.


 The weather was perfect.



 I  am not good about resting though.  After a couple of days, I'm antsy.


I know, that must be a shock.


I tried, honestly, I did.  I read three books, knitted a pair of mittens, went for walks.
The quiet was lovely.


But I have to be honest here.



I was ready to come home.




Sunday, August 28, 2016

Game changer

  Four years ago today, I had the surgery that changed everything.  Well, it also probably saved my life.
Funny how those two things go together.
I just went back and read my daughter's post on this blog, on that day.


http://crazyasaloom.blogspot.com/2012/08/did-you-blog-yet.html


Amazing.  All of it.


Life goes on.  Busy as usual.

There were 7 old windows left to be replaced in this old house, and I decided now was a good time.


The old windows did not open easily, did not stay open, were filthy dirty, and there was no way to wash them on the second floor.




The new ones are awesome.  Clean,    They open, and stay open, did I say they are awesome??

Five in, two more ordered.
It's the little things.


Out on my inside porch, these old beams reside.  They were here when I bought the house..


I did not weave today.   Horrors.
I spent the morning on the inside porch, getting it ready to be my dye room.

It was an awful job, but it is shaping up nicely.


The shelves are perfect for all my dyes and paraphernalia.



I had to quit after a few hours, my plantar fasciitis was screaming at me.
So ice and rest were in order.

I read my book, "A Man Called Ove".....which I highly recommend.

Here is one of my garage sale finds this weekend.........it came from the house of an old pharmacist.

I love it.


This is the wrap I just finished....


And this is the one I am working on now.



Sometimes I worry that I am not packing enough into my life.

Then I laugh.







Tuesday, August 23, 2016

August.

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"????
Yikes.



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 well.....it'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?






Welcome to my world.

Because every thread counts

Because every thread counts