Crazy as a Loom

Sunday, August 20, 2017

And more.



Annoyed is the word of the day.........catching a skunk in a Havahart trap does not mean you are not going to get "skunked".    For the third time in about three weeks.
I can't even talk about it.

I've been staying busy.  Even though it's been hot and humid, the house has been reasonably comfortable, with no AC.

I've been working on my latest quilt, in between weaving and other things.



This one is for my almost 4 year old granddaughter, for her birthday.


Lots and lots of little pieces, Lois says I'm crazy.  I'm inclined to agree with her.


One more after this, and I will have completed my mission this year, to make quilts for my 3 daughters and 6 grands.



Ever since I bought this house, and installed a shower upstairs instead of the tub, we have had issues with the drain leaking.   Of course, that involves the ceiling right below it, and makes for a mess, each and every time.
The problem is that you stand on the drain, and pull the drain away from the pipe.  It's not a huge bathroom, and thus not a huge shower.  It's also the only place in this huge house where the floor is definitely not level.   
Last year, we put an entire new shower in........and still, last month, it leaked.

So I had this idea, and so far I am very pleased with it.  
I just hope it does the trick and keeps the weight of whoever is showering off that damn drain.

It's a teak shower mat. and it fits the space quite well.  
We shall see.



My Compudobby is on its way back to me.....hopefully should have it by the end of the week.  I'm excited.
I did some rearranging, to get the Compudobby closer to the computer tower.   I think this will work. I won't actually be able to see the computer while I am weaving, but I really only need to see it if I want to reverse, and then I can spin around on my stool and do what I need to do.


My view from the loom.......

 I like the blue......



But red's ok, too.


Sea Creature II, a baby wrap, is on its way to London, England.  

Hand dyed cotton warp.  Hand dyed bamboo weft.






Knitting socks is my  evening project, when I can stay focused on it.


Sometimes when it's hot, you just have to give in and throw your paws hands up in the air.

I do question the sense of laying right in the SUN though.

Hmmmm.


I am trying to stay positive, but to be honest, the news is getting me down. It just keeps getting worse and worse and worse.  There's no end.
 Then today, on the phone, an old friend made a derogatory comment about Jews that totally floored me. I never knew she had such bias. I had to get off the phone.  I had a lump in my throat, and I wanted to sit down and just cry.
Why are people so hateful, what the hell is wrong with us?????  

I find myself turning inward, to be safe. Staying in my comfort zone, doing what makes me feel good, productive, worthwhile.
I am so disappointed in people, I can't even describe it.  I'm sure some of you know exactly what I speak of.


I can see these flowers from my bedroom.  Sometimes, when it's quiet, I go up and lay on my bed, and just look down at them.
Sydney's usually purring in my ear.

For a moment, the world doesn't seem so awful.









13 comments:

mudmaven said...

Sometimes introspection is the only way to maintain your sanity in this crazy world we find ourselves living in. ~chris

Peg Cherre said...

I agree. It's like they say on the airplane-put your own oxygen mask on first. We have to take care of ourselves before we can take care of anyone else. And I know you, like most of us, do what we can. Sometimes we can say something to that friend; sometimes we mail a check to an organization we support; sometimes we show up at a rally; sometimes we bring a bouquet cut from our gardens to someone who needs a lift. It all matters.

Me? 2 nights ago I put a bumper sticker on the back of a stop sign on my corner: Think Globally, Act Neighborly. I want to get some more of this and similar bumper stickers and do the backs of other stop signs, electric poles, etc. it's something I can do.

Karen Ann said...

I absolutely love that sea creature color and pattern - gorgeous gorgeous piece....

KAM said...

Finding the calm spots in the storm, no matter what they might be, is an essential action in order not be pulled into the boiling pot. Flowers, animals resting...great focal points for a bit of meditation...and the rhythm of throwing the shuttle and pulling on the beater...rhythms that can put us at more of a place of inner peace where we can actually find outlets for our words and thoughts that could be a change maker for peace in the world. It is, I believe, the hardest thing ever to hear words come from friends or family that shake our inner core...hard choices every time. The sun shines today - getting ready for the moon to cover it for a bit....
Kristin

MrsB said...

This crazy man has brought the true feelings for lots of people. I've been appalled at what I've seen and heard.

I truly don't think he'll be there too long. His holdings are down and we know how he feels about money. Besides, Melania is probably pretty pissed at bowing out of Kennedy honors and gala.

We're gonna get through this.

Rita said...

Yes, I know exactly of what you speak. Makes me soul weary.
But you have your haven, thank goodness. :)

Daryl said...

it cuts me to the depths of my soul when i hear bias racial or religious from someone i thought i knew ... its horrible that Trump has enabled this horrible side of people to emerge ... sigh .. i wish i had a garden view like yours to escape to ...

Denise at Autumn Sky said...

You really have to find your happy place in times like this, and you seem to have yours figured out. The flowers are absolutely beautiful!

Sharon said...

I guess people always have had these prejudices but being politically correct kept them in check, and now we have a hateful leader and administration. It truly is depressing. Perhaps that's why I stay so insanely busy, it's something I have control over. As for the skunk, we've discovered that the skunk that got us last year at Easter actually lives in our backyard in the middle of a hugely overgrown juniper bush and apparently has since we moved in. The gate was left open for a period of time before we bought the house so we found deer skat back there too. The skunk can't get out so I think we're going to try leaving the gate open with a Handel and Gretel trail of marshmallows which apparently they love, see if we can't entice him to leave.

Dirt Road Primitives said...

I just love the quilt colors.....what fortunate grands......I think the shower mat is awesome, may look for one for master shower stall.....
Society, people, this world, it's all sad....I find myself reverting into my own little world as well....we're fortunate to have our own little retreats.....love your flower garden...tranquil and relaxing.....sad what the world is coming to....I've let a few I thought friendships go in my life due to negativity, hatefulness and just plan rudeness...I don't need it.....drama and meanness isn't in my life......have a blessed day.....

Blessings
Rhonda

Shiralyn Yates said...

I do agree with you. I find myself not even leaving the house and doing what brings me joy. I love your socks. I have been knitting quite a few this summer. You never get hot working on them. Love, love, love your post.

lynda said...

I love your creativity. Like you, sometimes I would just rather be home with my garden, family and animals....
I try not to watch the news...the politics are shocking and alarming...
The quilt for your grand daughter is beautiful...I made one for mine in shades of red and pink...with some red work embroidery on the borders for som embellishment...it always perks it up!
We've had several diabetic dogs and cats. Somehow the shot routine just fits with the rest of my animal care schedule! A friend told me it was too expensive and she would just have them put to sleep..it was NOT an option for me....

thotlady said...

I have a similar problem with one of our showers. Where did you get the teak shower mat?

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