
And the studio, and the cats.
And just being able to work doing something you like, in a relaxing environment.




I wove rugs all day, tied lots of fringe, and contemplated the turn of events.
I took the soup home for dinner, and we made a chef salad to die for, out of all the stuff I bought yesterday, and with a loaf of Villa's bread, which you can only buy in Glens Falls, NY, we had a feast of sorts.
It was all pretty delicious.

Hmm. OK, Bill. You might be right.
Dinner was wonderful, at any rate.
Tomorrow, I am going to look at a loom.
I know, I know. I don't need another loom.
But that is just not a consideration, if you know what I mean. It doesn't even enter into the equation.
This one is a Weaver's Friend, if I am guessing correctly, from the one picture I saw. I am very curious, and the price is appealing, so you never know, it might just be coming home with me.
I'll let ya' know. It allegedly has no treadles, the shafts change when you pull the beater bar. Too cool.
Husband is about to watch a movie, and I am going to work on some pinwheel towels.