Sometimes, in the weaving world, things go wrong.
We were careful, but it didn't matter.
Weaving it was a feast for the eyes.....the colors........incredible.
Individual threads, groups of two, or three threads, started to sag, get loose.
This is called "making it work".
Weighting each thread that comes up looking like it isn't under the right tension.
THIS, my friends, is a weaver's nightmare.
So much so that I had to watch the fell line for 200" of weaving.
Big mistake. Horrible neck pain. Wicked headache..........
And when it took it off the loom, one side was PERFECTION......the other side....floats and floats, and even more floats.
So I serged the ends, washed it, dried it, pressed it.
One side was drop dead gorgeous.
Then I mended and trimmed, and mended some more.....and managed to get these two möbius shawls out of it.
But I still have 12+ yards on the loom.......and I don't know what to do now. I don't want to waste it........but how to make it better, or get it off and use it for weft....I just don't know. It boggles my mind.
And I can't think about it right now.
We have a show tomorrow.....and that's my priority.
We decided to use my husband's truck for shows this summer.
I am in the process of trying to get him to take the back seat right out of the truck.
He's not convinced.
I was considering buying a new vehicle. But have you looked at the prices of new vehicles lately.
I'm having trouble wrapping my brain around it.
I'm a simple girl, I'm afraid.
A new tea cup makes me happy. $4.99 at Tuesday Morning.
A fresh batch of popcorn out of my Whirly Pop.
Yeah, that does it for me.
Saving my change in a jar I won in the Chinese Auction we have at Christmas every year.
Walking my dog under this incredible sky, every day.
Simple can be beautiful.
And today, a victory.
I resisted the need to weed whack ....and honestly, I wanted to do it so bad it hurt.
But I know my neck needs me to be sensible right now.
So I am being sensible.
Grow weeds, just grow.