Crazy as a Loom

Sunday, May 22, 2016

From dawn to dusk



I am up at the crack of dawn.  No kidding.
Part of it is just me, and all those years of working as a nurse and having to be at the prison 25 miles away, at 6:45 a. m.
And part of it is Jinksie.  She has taken to sleeping with me most of the night, leaving at some point, and coming back to my bedroom door to cry and cry at 5:30 ish.
Once I'm awake, I'm up.


 But oh, how I love early morning.


Miss Puss is on a 12 hour feeding and insulin schedule, so she is on me like glue as soon as I come downstairs.  She gets mean if I am not as quick about it as she would like, hissing and batting at my ankles.  Not a pleasant way to get up.

Once she has eaten, and gotten her shot, she takes a morning nap on the couch, at my feet, and you would think she was the sweetest thing ever.

In the studio:

My Circles baby wrap with silk weft is finished and off to NYC to its happy owner.



I enclosed a note, saying that I hope she loved the wrap as much as I loved weaving it, and I meant that.
It was joyful to me.


The two sides are so different.   I wonder when I will tire of this Circle pattern that I have come up with.
I have been asked where I found the draft.  The answer is that I didn't.  I just played around at the loom with the treading sequence until I liked it.
Half assed, my father would say.



I am still into yellow, it seems.   L and I just put this warp on the AVL for towels, and she threaded it through the heddles.
Weaving starts tomorrow.
Have to get ready for the Beekman Street fair, in Saratoga Springs, NY, on June 12th.




I just had my hip injected, again, so it is feeling better.   Not sure how much good it will do, but hoping for the best.
It doesn't help that there is so much work to do outside.  Trying to get the garden tilled and planted, and get things cleaned up out there.

I find that I am quite happy to stay home day after day.  There is just so much to do here, I don't have the need lately to wander off.

I was weaving the other day, and realized that the last time I felt such peace in the place where I live, was when I lived in my little farm house up north, 12 years ago.

It's a good thing to feel comfort in your home.   There's actually nothing that quite compares to it.
When I see refugees who have lost everything, and have no place to call home, it breaks my heart, and I am beyond grateful for my own place in this world, however humble.



I always think that I want to travel, but then I get on the road, and wish I were home.


I love it here, what can I say?








9 comments:

Peg Cherre said...

I, too, love my little house. I, too, often think I'd like to travel, but I'm always eager...nay, anxious...to get back to my home, my weaving studio, my garden, my routines, my bed.

I remain with harness envy, as I couldn't come up with anything that even faintly resembled those stunning circles with only 8 shafts.

Lydia La La said...

I know the feeling of being home and content. Our farm is now sold and I am on my own after the love of my life died on 1st Feb this year. I am in the process of buying a motorhome to travel the parts of Australia I haven't seen. There is still xo much to do to sell things and pack what I want to keep. I follow your lovely blog and even though i very rarely comment, I am with you. Lots of love and I am hoping the headaches are getting less and less. xx Lydia

Alice DeVries said...

So glad you've found your Peace, every day is a blessing.

Daryl said...

poor Miss Puss, low blood sugar makes a girl grumpy ...

i, too get up before the sun, i have 2 cats 'singing' to me .. usually one of them uses me as a trampoline .. i dont understand how toonman can sleep through it ... then once i am up there are all 3 underfoot crying in unison FEED US NOW .... you know i wouldn't change it even tho i complain i love them all .. and i love my mornings

Rita said...

Absolutely! My home is my sanctuary--wherever I am. I've never felt more at home, though, than where I am now in my new apartment--ahhh! I know I am blessed.

Your place is just lovely. Oh, and your circle design for the blanket is beautiful. I don't often comment, but I read. ;)

Thistle Rose Weaving said...

The circle blanket is so pretty I am sure both Mamma and baby will enjoy using it, nice job!

Agree with you totally about loving our homes. Home is where the heart is is a very apt description.

Karen Ann said...

I've said it before here but...

It's a beautiful thing :-)

Vicky said...

Love the circle weave- its so fresh and creative- wow. I feel the peace flowing through your words and see the warmth in your photos and I don't think I'd want to leave either!

thotlady said...

I wish I had your sense of peace at home. I have lived in my current home for 14 years. I still do not enjoy it. I don't know why. I try and try to figure out what is wrong, but I can't seem to put my finger on it. But I will keep trying.

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