Sometimes I think I am a little too O. K. with my hermit like ways.
But a cuppa tea, Earl Grey this time, and my loom, make me happy.
Being happy is what it’s all about, right.?
One of my favorite drafts up on the screen.
Out in the coop, my 18 girls are working hard.
Well, most of them are.....there are
A few who are probably out of the game, but they’ve earned retirement.
I got two oak tables from my cousin’s yard sale. This one is a perfect fit for my warping mill, but needed to be higher for comfort. A set of risers did the trick.
Downstairs, the other table became a new retail space.
And everyone that worried about me replacing my custom made dining room table, is breathing a sigh of relief.
So far, I have seven cloaks done, hoping to get three more finished before the
Hudson Mohawk Weavers’ Guild Show November 15-20th. It may or may not happen.
There are glitches. Of course.
Pellet stove won’t light. Technician coming in a couple of days.
New Octado loom is not working. A new circuit board is on order, and coming from Holland......well, let’s just say I’m not holding my breath.
Headache has ramped up last few days...hoping it’s the abundant ragweed that has not yet seen a killing frost.
Dark clouds have a way of threatening.
But look closer......and see the rainbow between the barn and the house.
It’s the things we look forward to that keep us going. Friends, family, the calling to do work that moves us. Reasons to love life clouds and all.
Maybe it is a simple life I have, and maybe I am a bit of a hermit. But every day is mine to make
successful in my own eyes.
And that’s really what’s it about, isn’t it?
Some of my peeps..... happiness is.......