I just realized that I have not posted in 2025 at all! I am shocked. truly, that I have been
so remiss.
A few random photos from around this old house, while I am posting.
I guess I have just been trying to get through January.
I'm fine, really, but I am not a fan of the bitter cold we have been
experiencing here in the northeast.
At the same time, I am grateful......we don't experience earthquakes, or horrendous
forest fires, tornadoes, or hurricanes.
So vicious winters are the trade off, I guess.
inside.
The news is on, though I don't always watch it. There's nothing good about it,
and it's sometimes just as well to miss it altogether.
I do read the NY Times every morning, but often I just scroll by the most disturbing
headlines.
For many months before the election, I refrained from posting anything political or controversial on FB. I thought it was best for my mental health.
But now, I am so angry and disgusted, and I realize that not speaking my mind,
and not standing up against the craziness, is far more stressful to me.
I realized that we need to stand up and be LOUD, otherwise, we are complicit.
Maybe, just maybe, we can find our moral center once again.
In addition to having two looms to weave on, I have books to read, and a puzzle that I
occasionally work on when I walk by it.
I have warps to wind, and plenty of yarn to dye.
It's February, and we are definitely headed for spring.
Have to keep my eye on that. Until then, I just have to keep busy.
I also have a weaving workshop coming up in a couple of weeks, and plans to do a dyeing
workshop.
It feels good to be able to plan things.
If you wonder what these two are doing.......they are following me!!
I am thinking of having a weaving weekend once again, when it's warmer
weather. I wonder if there will still be interest.
Tomorrow is a trip to watch my grands plan soccer. One is 11, the other almost 8.
Luckily, it's in a indoor arena, and it's actually quite warm.
They are very entertaining to watch.
And lots of sun always make me feel better.
Willie is often in "his chair", and believe it or not, he recognizes cars.
When he sees a car he knows, or thinks he knows, he races through the house, to look out the
window over the driveway.
Most of the time, he is spot on.
My personal security guard.
And think spring..........maybe we can wish it here sooner.