Autumn is a disappointment this year, the leaves are turning brown, skipping right over the usual lovely oranges and golds. The sunshine is amazing though, and it's warm in the daytime, and cool at night. That's perfect. Guess I have to be grateful for the positives. I do have lots of photos of October in previous years, in all its glory.
My recent weaving has been on a natural warp. I always love it, it's like a blank slate, with so many possibilities.
I often sit on my park bench, out back. It's a nice place to relax, and just be.
These river birch are part of the gift of trees my mother bought me several years back.
And these two maples as well.
Every time I sit here, I think of her.
I finally finished the quilt for my grandson's birthday. Here it is right before I put it all together.
It was a challenge, for sure.
And made more difficult by the fact that I cut the side of my fingertip off with a rotary blade.
Yes, I went to the ER, after it bled for about 8 hours.
It is better, but still incredibly sore.
It has slowed me down some, but it hasn't stopped me from weaving.
I had some warp left on the loom after a custom order, so I played some. Actually, I played quite
This morning L and I put a navy warp on for my next project.
Now for the threading.
My dyes have always been over my dyeing counter, but they were near impossible to find. I almost had to get on a step stool to get close enough to them to read the colors.
So today, I had a brain storm, and I moved them. I used those same shelves to store large cones of cotton and linen waiting to be dyed.
I am desperate for a day away, or days even........though I love my home, and my studio, and what I do, sometimes still I need some perspective: the kind you get when you leave it all behind for a bit.
A long drive in the country, good conversation, a leisurely lunch.
In the meantime, my zinnias are still rocking, and to see them is joy.