I got one of the two rugs I am 'reweaving' done. It turned out pretty good.
I love the vintage fabric in this rug, and I love the colors. I will finish the other one tomorrow.
The Weaver's Friend loom is a great loom, 45" wide, with a sectional beam, and a great brake. It is sturdy and turns out great rugs. There are no treadles, the shed changes with every two beats of the beater. I have decided to sell it, because I really want to bring the Cranbrook downstairs, and put it in the space where the Weaver's Friend is. I don't do well getting rid of looms, but I am trying to streamline the studio, and make it more efficient. The bottom line is that I don't weave much on the Cranbrook where it is, and I think I would use it more if it were downstairs.
I am trying to wrap my brain around the fact that I can only weave on one loom at a time. It's so unfair.
I have to tell you about my guilty little pleasure. I have been indulging for 7 or 8 years now, and I am beyond saving. There is no turning back. I initially spent $3800 on this little 'indulgence' of mine, but OH MY, it is still the best money I ever spent. Every night, before I go to bed, I make my preparations. It doesn't take long. I make sure all the lights are off, before I go. Usually Eddie the pit bull goes with me. I don't have to go far, but I do have to go outside, nearly naked.
Yes. And bare feet. Sometimes there is snow, and sometimes, like last night, it is bitterly cold.
At first, my brain rebels, and I wonder if perhaps I am really crazy after all. Then, as I throw my towel over the railing, and lift the lid, and lower my body into the 104 degree swirling waters of my old hot tub, I know it was worth the pain of getting out there. And always will be.
For old bones, aching muscles, a body that has maybe done more in a day than it should, this old hot tub that I have dragged around the countryside, is pure heaven.
Sometimes, the wind is blowing, a fine misty spray covers my face, and I couldn't be happier. This is the most relaxing place in the world. I give thanks for it every time I sit myself down in it.
It may be cold out, but I don't mind.