Gone international.

Sitting at the kitchen counter, a slight breeze coming through the screen door.
Eating some leftover macaroni salad, some mesclun mix, and OK, I will admit to it, some Ruffle potato
chips.  Drinking an iced tea.
The looms are all quiet.  All the beater bars at rest.
 Lunch break.
The cats are all spread out somewhere not liking the heat.
It is quiet, and the old house sighs.

It's a good day.

A couple of very cool things happened today.

First, a package came in the mail.  I unwrapped it, and it was a rag rug shuttle, a very nice one.
I was puzzled, then I read the card.  It was from Wendy, thanking me for the email support I had given her last year, with her loom.  It took me a minute, but I did remember talking to her, she had a Weaver's Friend, like the one L has now.
Now that was just a nice thing to do, something that she didn't have to do.
An unexpected kindness.
She also said that I encouraged her to "go gray", something that she is happy with now.

Secondly, I sent an order to Helga, who has a shop in Hesuvik,  ICELAND.
Isn't that wild??
I went to her Facebook page, but I don't understand Icelandic.
Wow, my first international shop sale.   That is too cool.



I got a couple of rugs woven, but I'm not sure how.

We have four looms to be warped.  Sounds like a full day's work coming up soon.

Then I came home and made blueberry muffins.  They are SO good.

And tomorrow, I am taking the day off.  I am.  Really.  Honest.
Because I'm 'orderless", and because I can.