I love this time of year when the redbuds peak out—from hidden areas along the side of the road and from the woods. As I write, I am listening to the winds blow at about 27 mph. The forecast for tomorrow is rain. The piece above was cut off the loom Wednesday, and I took this picture without consideration of how it will hang. The lime or purple sections will be top and bottom-or bottom and top—don’t know yet. So, turn your head to the side and help me decide which way it should hang. Here it is with lint, warps needing weaving, and hemming to be done.
I think I’m kind of in a funk weaving-wise. Can’t really focus on what I want to do next, so I think it’s break time. Time to tackle other things that are on the list. Maybe repetitive tasks like mowing, pruning, and—gasp!—cleaning will give my mind time to wander and THE idea will pop into my head. But, boy, do I hate to not be weaving!