I think spring is near, but not near enough for me.
I long to hear the subtle sound of the earth wakening.
Keeping busy is the only way to deal with it, in my opinion......so busy I am.
This morning, I have potato leek soup simmering on the stove.
And I have started rinsing my warp that I dyed yesterday.
This is a custom order, shades of medium to dark blue.
Some of the colors were straight out of the jar, and some of them were mixed by me and my imagination.
So we shall see.
My sewing table, that Lois and Claire fixed for me (it was falling apart), has risen to the occasion once again. It is so useful, in so many ways.
Syd is on the window cat seat, totally being NOT helpful.
My hands are blue, the studio sink is blue, the floor is spotted blue..........no matter how careful you are, you end up dyeing things you had no intention of dyeing.
I am thinking for summer dyeing, a piece of plywood on saw horses outside.......for warps that take up this much space.
In between things, I am trying to make use of scraps of stuff that L and I have woven.
This mobï cowl is mercerized cotton and hand dyed bamboo.
Being happy with what you have, where you are is sometimes tough. Sometimes it's a challenge.
But always, when you get there, it is better.