Five more totes on the loom today, I am on a roll. I will weave them until I get sick of them, or more likely, sick of sewing them together. I am cutting the fabric THINNER, because otherwise, sewing them is a bear.
I thought I would include a picture of how I put the straps on.
My cousin clued me in on an easy way to make the square bottoms.
While I am weaving a tote, I am already thinking about the color of the next one.
But I need to take some time tomorrow, to regroup; put some stuff away, move my sewing machine, make a space more comfortable to sew in.
I think I am going to like this one. Black straps?
This is a smaller bag, that looks like blue jeans, but isn't
Here it is up close.
And another, without the burgundy.
And up close.
As cold and uncomfortable as it is in New York, I am grateful that I am not in Egypt. Watching it on TV is troubling, to say the least.
Yes, give me New York in February. Sure, there's snow, and more coming. It's cold, and by the weekend it's going to get colder.
But we're pretty safe. Crowds aren't rioting in the streets. We're not going hungry any time soon.
Today, I am just grateful, for this life I have.