Threads.

When the student weaver starts to pick out her own colors, and have her own ideas about what she wants to weave............well, that's a good sign.

To me, it means that she is liking what she is doing; liking it enough to want to create her own stuff.

Here is "L's" Harley Davidson rug.  She has been separating and saving  the orange and black loopers 

for a while.

There is a chance that some people might call this a "Halloween" rug.

Hmm.....

And here are two of the first rugs she made.  

 I think her hard work is paying off.

Ah, another weaver in the world.
That always feels very good to me.
A job well done on both sides.

Today was a short day.  I had a smashing headache that slowed me down until about noon.
Then I got back to the totes.

 I have been weaving them with fabric, but I have shelves FULL of these cones of thread.  An idea has been brewing in my head.

This small bag is woven from all these threads, wound together as one on the shuttle.

And these threads were combined for the large totes.

I really like the way this is turning out.

Of course, when I get about 10 totes done, then I have to sew them up, and put straps on them.  My least favorite part.

I want to go someplace warm.   I am longing for some sunshine.  Don't you ever want to just pack a bag, and get in your car, and drive off to temperatures above freezing??   I need a vacation, that's all.  A break from it all.  Then I could come back with  brand new ideas. New energy.
Sigh.