The Show

Once a year, my guild, the Hudson Mohawk Weavers Guild, has a show.  This 

year was the 46th year. 

The show lasts 3 days, and we get more successful every year.

We had 900 towels in this show.  At the end there was less than 200 left.

This photo was before the doors opened on Friday.  The real devoted shoppers

are waiting in line outside!!!  We were mobbed all day Friday, and Saturday, and

shockingly busy on Sunday too

This is the only show I do these days.   Not having my husband, or Lois, to help me, I have given up the show circuit.  It's just too hard.

I sell things on my FB page,  Crazy as a Loom Weaving, and I'm having a SALE on towels over there now.

Very soon, I will put the clothes on SALE that I have left over from the show.......there are only NINE pieces this year, so they should go quickly.

I like to clear everything out, and start over fresh for the new year.

This is my new AVL warping wheel, and probably, hopefully, my last expenditure for 

a while.

I bought it to be able to warp the Megado, and put more yardage on it at a time.

Hopefully, take off is this week!!!

I loved hearing all your responses to my rants........I have thought a lot about it, and I remembered a book I read years and years ago. 

It was one of those pivotal moments, when something, or someone, makes an impact on your thinking.

In this case, it was a book called "The Control Theory, by Dr William Glasser.

I wanted to read it again, but when I looked it up on Amazon, it was $30 for the paperback.  But you can buy it used for $6, and I did.

 It helped me once, in a big way, so I think it will help me with dealing with our new reality, and the fear of the future that will 

bring.

But once more, I am taken back to my Al Anon  days.

And that quote.......that I have come back to time and time again.

Acceptance is the answer to all my problems today. When I am disturbed, it is because I find some person, place, thing or situation—some fact of my life—unacceptable to me, and I can find no serenity until I accept that person, place, thing or situation as being exactly the way it is supposed to be at this moment. Nothing, absolutely nothing, happens in God’s world by mistake.

So accepting is what I'm working on.......because inside I feel that I have not accepted it because it is so despicable to me.

And I can't move on, until I  do.

 I think it's the only way I can find a way to maintain my serenity, and live my life without letting it make me unhappy.

It ain't easy.

And again.

I am trying to be calm, after seeing the headline that Matt Gaetz is going to be the new 

Attorney General.

This is hard.

So hard.

Horrible people with their own agendas, put in positions of power.

What are we doing America?????

OK, I will try to be good.

Another "egg towel" warp on the loom.   

Twenty new egg towels coming up.

My friend made me a blue jean rug, for next to my bed.  I really love it.

Naya loves to lay on my bed and look out the window.

She is a princess, isn't she???

When I first bought this house 20 years ago, I took note of this beautiful door in the basement.  It separated the old part of the house, 1790, from the newer part, 1820.  But then the duct work for the furnace was put through the door way, since the alternative was to break out a stone wall.....

And suddenly the door had no purpose.

I loved it, and planned that one day I would get it out of the cellar.

Well, that day came.

Here it is coming out into the sunshine.

The door is 54" wide, and 75" tall.

I couldn't sell it.  It belongs here.

So..............

It has a brand new life inside my back door, where everyone comes

into the house.

A place for coats, and shoes, and everything else that would normally get thrown in the corner.

I just love it.

Here's what it looks like in the dining room.  It may not be for everyone, and it may not fit

into everyone's house, 

but it's perfect in this old house.

While trying to concentrate on this post, I heard the local news say that the House and the Senate are now in total control of the Republicans.....so the Congress and the White House are in cahoots........nothing to stop them, nothing at all.

I fear this is gong to be a very painful lesson for this country.

I wish I didn't have to think about it at all.

I feel that the world has gone mad all around me.  Every day I have to keep looking for 

sanity, and serenity.  I wonder if this feeling of panic will ever subside.   

What's happening.

I don't like to post political stuff, and in fact I rarely do.

But I would be remiss if I didn't at least tell you that I am grieving what I see as

a huge loss of character for this United States of America.  

We have chosen a misogynistic, racist, crude, really evil man, when we could have

chosen a sane, reasonable woman.

But, ah, there's the rub. 

A woman.

And a black woman at that.

I knew from the moment she announced that she was running, that she was doomed.

My friends tried to reassure me.......she had a good chance.

But no, she never had a chance, not even the slightest little bit of one.

This is America.  Women are still second class citizens, fighting for rights that men

take for granted.

So this is it, we have a president who mimics giving oral sex to a microphone, who openly

talks about shooting a woman in the face, who can now "pardon" himself in all the criminal activity he has been involved in.

And millions of people are waiting with high hopes for all the "good" that he is going to 

bring into their lives.

I can't laugh.  It's far too sad, and it's also very, very scary.

So that's enough of a rant.  Whether you agree or not, we can choose to disagree.

I don't try to convince anyone of anything.  

As Mark Twain said, " A man who carries a cat by the tail, learns something that he can learn in no other way."

I am staying in my own lane, so to speak.   Plenty to do, and I love doing it.  I have looms, and lots of other "toys" in my studio.

I have. a LOT of undyed yarn, and it needs to get a life, with me, or with someone else, and that means it needs to be dyed.

So first, I wind it into skeins.

Then I dye the skeins.

Then I wind the skeins back on to cones!!!

It's a bit tedious, but the results are very satisfactory.

I have over 100 cones, so this should keep me kind of busy all winter.

To be honest,  I want to hide in my little corner of the world.  I am going to

be "news free" as much as I can be.  No more evening news, no more WAMC

Round Table every morning, only a skim of the top headlines of my daily morning 

digital NY Times, and very quickly onto the puzzles.

I will try not to be entirely ignorant of what's going on, but I am NOT 

going to let it rent space in my head.

I did that for years with an alcoholic ex husband, I am surely not going to do 

it with this demented person.

I have started walking the dogs alone, because there is no one right now that 

can manage it.  I understand that, but they do not.

So every day, we go to our favorite dirt road just 3 miles from home, and we 

sniff everything that has roamed around there the night before.

Well, they sniff.

I don't sniff, but I am on the lookout for any sign of anything crossing the road.

A rabbit, a deer, a squirrel, anything that would have them charging off together and putting me in the ditch.

If I see it first, I can be ready.

Years ago I read a book that I have never forgotten.  It took place in the northeast, in the 

Revolutionary War.  Times were hard, and the future looked bleak.

The name of the book was "The Day Must Dawn"

No matter how horrible the future appeared, they knew that the sun

would come up the next day.

We can only hope that remains true for us.