So I'm just trying to eat better. Cleaner.
I haven't eaten meat in 14 years.......wow, that's incredible to me. Seems like yesterday.
Unfortunately, sometimes not eating meat, I tend to fill up with carbs, and that is not a good thing.
I am totally stuck on this draft. Something about the texture is so appealing to me
that I just don't get tired of it.
So I decided to tie on my next warp, and do the same draft all over again in
I chose pastels.
I really have no idea WHY, because I am not really a pastel kind of girl.
The first towel turned out "ok", I guess you could say that its pretty, but to be
perfectly honest, it did nothing for me.
So I decided totally ignore my choice of warp colors, and do whatever came to mind.
While they are not everyone's cuppa tea, they make me happy, and that's what counts.
My love of the texture continues, and I have no idea how long I will be weaving
these towels. I guess I will weave them until I don't.
And that's ok, too.
Someone at my house has a ball obsession.
Not saying who.
Yesterday was a lovely rainy day, so I made detox lentil soup.
It's the bomb, and definitely one of my faves. It's pure comfort.
I read several books in a row, devour them really, and then I'm done.
I won't read for a week, or 2, or 3, or even more.
Then, suddenly, I will be reading again, and I will read like I can never
Until I don't.
What's up with that?
My new favorite author is Paul Harding. The book that won the Pulitzer Prize, was The Other Eden. I just finished that one, and went on to read the second one, Tinkers.
His mastery of the English language is fierce. I just love him. Here is an excerpt
that spoke to me.
And yes, I am still drawing. It's all coming from some dark corner of my head,
I scarce want to know where.
I feel like I might have my second wind here, I hope you all don't get sick of reading.
It's your own fault, you are too encouraging. :)