Wild Weaving by one.

Working alone has its downside.

Weaving a 4 x 6 rug by myself is one of them.
It can be done, but it takes longer than it would if I had help.

From Crazy as a Loom

When I was 13, I wasn't happy about being so tall. Now, I don't mind at all. It makes this a lot easier.

I push the loom out, and instead of using the bench, I use this handy, dandy, rolling stool.

From Crazy as a Loom

I wish I had bought more than one of these, now I can't find them.

I got the rug done, which is good. I have to warp the big loom for an order later this week, so I had to weave this warp off.
The rug I made today is a wild one!!!
I totally did not plan this.
This is just too much fun.

From Crazy as a Loom

I went to Lowe's this morning........the scene of my previous story about my father......not Home Depot. While I was walking around, I decided I needed to use the rest room, and of course, hurrying to get there brought back all kinds of memories of that day. If you missed this, read it here.
My father was eccentric, and that's putting it mildly. I am grateful to him for my work ethic, which has served me well, my energy level, which sometimes surprises even me, and my motivation to do it right.
But yes, I do worry. That at some point, I might be like him in his more outrageous years. But I guess it's a chance I have to take.

And in case you're wondering, I don't have a black trench coat.

It's a lovely shade of brown, actually.



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