Changes

I have been remiss.  I feel like a blogger failure, after all these years.   

Some days I feel like I am on auto pilot, and I just do whatever is right in front of me.

Like the last of the tomatoes.

Roasted with a little EVO and packed in freezer bags, just smaller ones than I used to do.

Adjusting to the new normal.

In other news, Sydney has found the dog door.

She goes out into the dog yard daily now.

Someone asked me if I wasn't worried that she would get out.

My reply was "does she look like she can climb a fence?"

Uh, no.

She usually doesn't go far, and lies in the grass and the sun for hours.

But occasionally, she gets adventurous, which is amazing, considering she has been 

a house cat since 2009, when I found her 5 lb self in my barn, crying for help.

Now, she's just living her life to the fullest.

I'm still drawing, but in pencil for a while.

I am taking a drawing class at the Senior Center, in an effort to get myself 

out of the house.  As you can see, I still want to draw houses.

One of three zinnia plants that the woodchucks didn't get.  Enjoy them while you 

can because soon the frost will hit them.

While I have not been my usual weaving whirlwind, occasionally over the last 3 months, I have sat at the loom for short bursts of time.  Eventually I got through this towel warp. 

I am pretty sure that I have previously done  a post about "Owl Pen Books"......an amazing place 

out in the middle of nowhere.

This is the road to get there.  L and I took a ride.

Again, in an effort to get myself moving out of my comfort zone,  I did the Lake George 

lunch cruise with an old friend.

It's a beautiful ride.

Still, my favorite place to be this summer has been the porch, with a book.

There I can go someplace else, somewhere unlike this spot I've 

found myself in.

And sometimes, it's the best time of the day.

My other "solace" is baking.   I end up giving a lot of it away, but it still makes me feel good 

to do it.

Even before my husband died, I was thinking of revamping my weaving studio, getting

away from production weaving, and trying to narrow my focus, once again.

If you've read my blog over the years, you will know that I have attempted this before, 

but this year, with my own health issues, and losing Bill, it all seems to have become 

real to me.

So because I am a Louet dealer, I bought myself this Louet David III, 44" wide.

That, and my older David, 35" wide, will make up my studio.

Shorter warps, more thoughtful piecces, no 50 yard runs.

Let me just say right here, that putting this loom together was a 7 hour project, 

that was WAY beyond anything that I could have mustered right now.

Thank God for my dear friend, and fellow weaver, Sue, who is totally responsible

for turning a pile of wood and pieces parts, into this beautiful loom.

New looms:  exciting.

Good friends:    priceless.

And that means that this girl is leaving Crazy as a Loom.

The shipper is picking her up next Thursday or Friday, and she will be living in

Pittsburg, PA.

I know you are thinking .......what??   This loom has been a part 

of who I am and what kind of a weaver I have been for the last 10 years.

But honestly, I don't think it is who I am any more, 

or more importantly, who I want to be.

Life changes, and we change with it.  What choice do we really have?

I am hoping that I will find a new passion for weaving, unencumbered by a need to pump

out product.

It's a goal that has eluded me for so long, let's see if the time is right.

The bottom line is:  my life is not the same life that I had 3+ months ago.

I have to find my way, so I have to embrace the possible, even if it's a little scary.

I don't know if I thanked you all for your kind words and condolences, but know that it 

really meant a lot to me.

And I know that you're out there.