Trouble in paradise.

Let me tell you about Jinksie.  
She is a pretty girl, and very, very sweet.  She was born in the wild, and trapped by me when she was about 12 weeks old.  She went to the vet, and then straight on to the studio, where she has lived ever since.

By the time she was grown, I began to realize that she had some issues.  Her back doesn't seem to be connected to her front.  When she walks, it is evident that there is some deformity of her spine.  She doesn't seem to be in any pain, in fact, she seems happy enough.
She is also, I am afraid, perhaps a little slow mentally.  And mostly always scared, though she has been treated tenderly from the beginning.
She only allows you to pet and love her, when she is lying down.  You can't touch her when she is on her feet.  She simply won't allow it.

She has gotten very long in body, and she has the longest tail of any cat I have ever seen.
This morning, when we got to the studio, she was definitely SPOOKED.
Her eyes were as big as saucers, and she was huddled down behind a loom. She was so upset, that she let me pick her up.  Unheard of.
After about an hour shut in the living room, she calmed down.
We think the source of her anguish was Kizzy, who had gotten tangled up in a plastic grocery bag.  Tattered and chewed up, the bag was still around his back legs.
But that wasn't the end of it.
For several hours, he alternately threw up, and acted constipated.
So now he is at the vet's, hoping they can figure out what is wrong, and hoping it is not serious.
I felt like a criminal, leaving him there.

I had to do some work on the Macomber to get it up and running.   The jacks needed to be cleaned, and then all the treadles needed to be tied up.
It was a two person job, for sure.
But finally, it is operational.

This is a wool blanket in a honeycomb pattern.   It is kind of slow going.......but I like the rhythm of it.

Not sure about my color choices, but maybe I will like it better when it is off the loom.

Lois has come up with a new product.........I like to call them L's Long Lean Table runners.
You know, for those skinny hall tables.
I think they are brilliant.

 And she did a good job.
I can definitely see a change in her weaving....the kind of change that takes time.
Practice.  Patience.  All those things you balk over in the beginning.
And then, when you're not thinking about it, they happen.

Kudos, L.

 You are a worthy apprentice.