Wondrous Wednesday: going off loom…

The past few days have brought some interesting developments in my life: First and foremost, the deeply disturbing shootings in San Bernadino. My heart is broken for that community and for us all. On a much lighter side, we are getting acquainted with a surface book computer. I look forward to the endless art possibilities […]

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Ending the month with random thoughts…

It is Saturday–the last Saturday of November. The final Saturday of the Liturgical year. A sunny, nippy, 2 days-after-the-Turkey-Feast-Day-Saturday. I have been occupied with family and feasting so my usual schedule of postings is off. That’s okay. Why? Because it is Saturday. A day for some random thoughts, if you don’t mind! Here we go: […]

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Wondrous Wednesdays: Weaving up close and personal…

A wondrous Wednesday to you all! Just an update today: I spent all of Sunday afternoon bonding with my weaving project. I am now about 3/4 of the way done with the weaving. The process is delightful and is going quite smoothly, with the exception of my selvages.  Due to the variety of weights of […]

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Wondrous  Wednesday: I just keep on rolling…

The ruana weaving is about 25% complete! I am enjoying this project in a different way than my initial works. The feel of the fibers as they slide through my fingers is tender, poetic if that makes sense. The lanolin on the wool, the fine yet strong alpaca and the airy softness of the silk […]

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Wondrous Wednesdays: all set!

Finally, I am ready to roll on this weaving project! This was the smoothest experience of warp winding and loom preparation yet.  I will keep you informed of my progress!   

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Wondrous Wednesdays: Guess what day it is….

okay, okay it is NOT Wednesday! Let’s just move past that… If my plight was that of being warped last week, this week, I am all strung out… and ready to string the loom, that is. The warp is wound. I loved the feel of the lanolin as it flew through my fingers on the […]

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Monday Spiritual Ruminations: Evensong

I leave my loom and step outdoors into the fading sunlight, birds offering their evensong their hymn of praise for a day well lived and fair and green of grass, bursting with promises of more warmth and days that go ever on. the quiet of the early eve settles now and lamps are lit as […]

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