Well, I got carried away. My dye bundles were just begging to be unwrapped, for me to take a peek inside.
Just those few little hyacinth blossoms I picked off the stem gave all this beautiful color!
Too pretty to toss, I pressed them in a phonebook for some future project. (Everyone in my house knows not to throw away a phonebook without checking for hidden treasures)!
Now what to do with all these pretty cloths? I can hear a low whisper. Maybe piece them together? Stitch. Sew. Pull. Cut in strips? Weave. Hmmm. I'm listening.
I finished the lilac scarf on Friday.
I couldn't wait to get a new warp on the loom. But I ran into a wall. I was reading a post about Saori and realized, it's not so much the color or design that makes the fabric. It's the texture. I'm really frustrated because I don't have a candy store of yarn to choose from when I sit at my loom. So Friday night I thought, "I won't let that stop me. I'll just have to make my own!" I sat with my drop spindle and some colored roving left over from a class. I gathered bits of threads, leftover fabric scraps, thrums, embroidery floss, etc. But by then, after pondering this dilemma all day, I was tired, and decided to wait until morning.
Saturday, I thought, "Don't make too much of a deal about this. Just listen to the yarn. Don't start with any preconceived idea about what it will or will not be. Just do it!"
I opened the cupboard, threw on the warp, dressed the loom in record time, because company was coming, and I needed to get the warp tied on. Sometimes maybe a little deadline pressure is a good thing.
Another thought. Maybe a little of something is better than a whole lot. Like chocolate. It's nice to savor. To let the rich flavor roll around and melt in your mouth. It's really fun to do the interlock technique, but maybe just a little bit here and there gives more interest.
I've sent in an application for a juried Art in the Park show at the end of June, so I will really have to hussle if we get accepted (Em will be selling her handknitted baby items). New items have been posted to Etsy. Please check it out: http://www.etsy.com/shop/fleecefulkingdom
I planted the flax garden and transplanted my dye plants, and then we had a week of heavy rain. Oh, my poor little plants. I've prayed over them every day. I'm not much of a gardener; I have a lot to learn. They looked so sad.
But yesterday, the sun finally broke! The flax is up and looks good!
I am following the Japanese method of no-till gardening. I spent the winter reading the "One Straw Revolution" by Masanobu Fukuoka. He is a pioneer and practitioner of natural farming. We'll have to see. It's an ongoing experiment!
The sheepies have discovered the breakfast bar is open 24/7!
May you have a fleeceful 24/7!
Abu
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