As evening comes so early these days, I'm like a plant straining towards any light she can find. Advent is a wonderful time to lean into light-filled endeavors, from stringing up twinkle lights to reflecting on the reason for the season. It's also a wonderful time to lean into making things, be they for gifts … Continue reading The Light Letters
I have begun to read Wheesht, a book by Kate Davies, a knitwear designer I have long admired. My dear friend Ellen gave me this book some time ago and I never got around to reading it. Creative Making in Uncertain Times is the subtitle and I came across the book yesterday in an upstairs … Continue reading Wheesht
Today I would a weaver be... Who knows what will become of me? *** Perhaps I'l ride on magic rug And sip hot chai in frothing mug. *** Or maybe wrapped in blanket warm I'll watch the coming thunderstorm *** Cocooned in woven warp and weft 'Til all the stormy days have left. *** Or … Continue reading Today
'Tis Christmas in the Spinning House the best time of the year... The bins are filled with fleeces and the workers full of cheer! *** They spin from dawn to dusk as shorter days it be Then 'round a roaring fire books and cocoa at their knees. *** On Christmas Eve they beg her to … Continue reading Christmas in the Spinning House
What would be the chance that the wood from which my spinning wheels were made is the very same wood from which the manger was crafted - in which He was laid as a babe in swaddling cloth? Is it silly to imagine that the very table of the Last Supper might have been hewn … Continue reading Wonder in Wood & Wool
After the previous post went out, it occurred to me that I didn't exactly get around to writing about how creative play has a subtle power to change, move, ignite and inspire us to more creativity. I became enamored with my new word SWOODLE, and well, that was that. I kept on swoodling in my … Continue reading The Power of Play – Take 2
I stepped into an elevator. I was the only one in it and as the door closed I looked for a button to push. One single silver button was barely visible in the oddly painted interior of this elevator. I pushed it and immediately I began going up. But not for long. The elevator stopped. … Continue reading Spinning My Wheels
I am the happy recipient of a magical gift! My son has been working on repurposing an old gun cabinet into a yarn display case for my studio. It was to be my birthday gift this summer, but has just recently been finished. Knowing that I would not house guns in it, he and our … Continue reading The Land of Yarn Drobe
My new-to-me Ashford Traditional spinning wheel requires the use of an orifice hook, which is not a necessity with my vintage Louet hand-painted wheel. I also have learned that I need to oil my wheels far more often than I had been doing and this has made such a difference in the way both wheels … Continue reading Spinning Wheel Basket
I say this quite frequently — For now, this will be fine. For now, this is good. I’m ok with it this way, for now. Two little words that carry a ton of meaning. FOR. There is purpose wrapped up in these three letters. Intention, will, focus and offering. This is FOR you. I do … Continue reading For Now
