Date night and a move.

 Having my mother go off and visit her friend for a couple of days, gave DH and I some time to just chill.
Last night we had a relaxed dinner, of ribollita with spinach added, and Reuben sandwiches.



It was the perfect night for soup. 

I don't use sauerkraut for my Reubens anymore.  Instead, I very lightly saute some red cabbage.  We had it in a restaurant that way several years ago, and liked it so well, we make them that way all the time.
This morning, L and I took the Cranbrook apart, as much as we could with just two people.  Then DH came to help.  I was going to take pictures, but when you are busy with something, and you have help that is itching to get it done, it isn't a good idea to stop and get your camera out.

This is the empty bedroom AFTER the Cranbrook was moved out.  There was room to put the little antique bed in there, and I like it already.
Then we hauled the Cranbrook down the stairs.

I think I heard it 'sigh'. 

Happy to be in a sunny window downstairs, and not relegated to an upstairs bedroom.

It is a pretty loom, isn't it?

It will be a lovely place to weave.  I am liking this move, this shuffling of looms.  It feels very right.

Now for a whole lot of threading.  Then the challenging job of tying the treadles up to get a good shed.  I prefer counterbalance looms and jack looms, but I will not let this countermarche loom get the best of me.

Simple as that.

I have committed to getting this loom up and running, making some rugs on it, and deciding once and for all.  Keep it, or sell it.

 In the meantime, I am reading a book Radically Simple: Small Footprints for a Finite Earth, by Jim Merkel.

I have a strange feeling that I have been waiting a long time to read this book.

Will keep you posted.