Refusing to think about the weather, keeping busy and keeping close the simple truth that spring will come.
Yes, it will.
The studio was sunny today, there is nothing like the morning sun streaming through those old windows with their wavy glass.
The floors and the looms are golden in the light, the colors of fabric and thread make me happy.
Lois and I worked on the Toika loom all day, working to get the black warp off it that we put on before my last surgery. Ack.
We wove a 5' x 7' rug in shades of BLACK. It was a good day's work.
I think it turned out really nice.
Now we will be putting an off white warp on, for some more BIG RUGS. We are going to have a stash.
You know you live in the country when you get a note like this on your back door. I put some xxx's over her phone number.
No need to call her. Not sure why she left that.
She's borrowed the Havahart before, and she is pretty reliable about bringing it back.
I hope she catches her possum.
And I hope she brings pickles.
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