As a scandinavian weaver, it’s quite common to want to try your hand at rag rugs. So I’ve been wondering too whether that’s something I’d like or not!
When I bought the Lervad I got several kilos of “rags” made from socks cut into loops, then chained. Not very pretty, knots every few inches, it’s been sitting in a box for over a year. But I decided now was as good a time as any, do a bit of stash busting before I’m moving out, see if I wanted to keep at it or throw it away.
Another month gone by, and no, I haven’t been very busy. At the moment I can’t even weave although I have projects started on both looms and more warps waiting. It’s driving me batty! But using my left leg aggravates my “whateverthehellisgoingonwithmybuttock”. So I do stretches, self-massages and some of that sitting down finishing work that I’m usually too lazy to get done.
Did anyone remember to get outside at dawn with your cameras? I remembered, but have also been extra tired with that new back problem of mine (which is slowly improving to my normal state of wonky I’m happy to report). And right now I’ve got a cold, but! I did manage a short morning dawdle yesterday on the brink of our deadline. And I’ll keep at it for as long as the theme amuses me. I’ve been thinking of doing some “around the season round the block” kind of projects, actually. Like the view from my new studio windows…
Would be fun if you posted your dawn images (don’t be shy if you’re late) somewhere and added a link in the comments! I have moderation on for links, so don’t worry if they don’t appear instantly.
For various reasons, the lost girls could not remain where they were found, so 10 days ago they were added to our herd. And now I have double the number of cats I was aiming for… They’ve settled in well, feeling safe around any humans they meet apparently.
There are tasks to be done. Lawn to mow, firewood to be carted into the woodshed. Not mine this year, but leaving me with no extra muscle to enlist. House to be cleaned, mine, if not by actual duty, then common sense, but I keep making up other things to postpone it… Gardening, definitely mine, since I’m the one who cares.
And all I can think of is working on my new room, getting it done, moving in, all the things I’m planning to do up there. I renovate a little old window in baby steps. I sweep the floor where a support beam needs to go in next, to help level the others. Draw some pencil lines as guides for a task 4-5 ways down the list. A list all in my head, I’ve got it all planned out. Because I just love building things, I can’t help myself.
