|Miles to weave before I sleep.|
I have now developed my own warping method. And it is anal. I described it to my long-time weaving friend Beth and she rolled her eyes at the number of times I ran the warp back and forth across the loom, a sign I have taken this one step too far. But the warp is perfect. I am glad.
|Goose eye variations.|
Spent most of the day putting the garden in. Right now, I'm so tired, I can't stand. I have more to plant though, and need to get out there to put in a few beans. Ouch. Craftsteading keeps my life pretty busy. We put in two more raised beds giving us 32 more square feet in really strong sunshine. I expect LOTS of tomatoes and peppers. I will still need the farmers market, but gardening is fun. I bought a bunch of interesting shelling pole beans--some heritage varieties which I am looking forward to trying. A couple of them are that healthy red color we are supposed to eat plenty of.
That's all for now, folks! Oh, and the poetic puns, my thanks to John Donne and Robert Frost for their pithy words.