Of all the things I have woven in my weaving career, I think this baby wrap that I just sent to London, is my favorite of all.
The warp is cotton, the weft hand dyed bamboo.
It is incredibly soft.
I love how it turned out.
To take something off the loom, do the sewing, then the wet finishing, then the pressing, and have it be so beautiful is humbling, to be sure.
The satisfaction is almost indescribable.
To say that weaving is my passion hardly says it all.
One of my new food passions is the spiralizer.
I guess it is also called the Vegetti.
A friend gave it to me, and it's been sitting in the drawer for a year at least.
But then my zucchini patch went ballistic.
Is someone feeding them steroids???
In two days I picked twice this many. I'm afraid to go out there.
But the spiralizer is my new best friend.
I have been experimenting. This time I sautéed it in oil for a few minutes, then I added a small bag of frozen stir fry vegetables, then a bit of pesto that I had in the fridge. I was obviously scrounging, or you could call it improvising.
It was delicious.
The next time I tried it, I put some mushrooms, garlic and onions in with it.
It's fast, it's delicious, and the zucchini has the same texture as al dente pasta. It is amazing. I really love it.
My days are long....I start early, and I like to stay busy.
This morning I was up at 6am, rinsing these skeins that I dyed yesterday.
I do love how they turned out.
I can't stop looking at it.
I heard on NPR the other day, that everything is really black and white, and that the color we perceive is what our eyes see, but not necessarily the truth.
I say that sounds like a pack of lies. How could this vibrant color be only imagined.
While my skeins were soaking in clear water, I was whipping up zucchini bread.
And while I miss my old Tappan range, I love being able to bake more than one thing at a time, and I really appreciate being able to depend on the temperature being correct.
This photo was an error....but it's just a part of my day........tramping out to the hose to get water for the chickie girls.
I'm exhausted. How about you?