Out here on the deck, still feeling the traces of a weary fog, I am enveloped and enlivened by what I can only call pure magic. Perhaps you have felt this too? The titter and chirp of birds and crickets singing a song of hope for the new-made day. Their chatter is a lively conversation … Continue reading The Magic of Morning
It was so brief! Hardly long enough for it to register in my brain. A blink, and he was gone. Yet for those few seconds of the buzzing, hovering dance, I held my breath and didn’t want it to end. It was evening a few days ago and I was in my studio spinning to … Continue reading Encounter
While the coffee brews, I pick up my spindle with the delightful pink wool and I spin to the music of gurgles and drips. I don’t know why I do this. I am enthralled by the swirl of color and fluff, sparkle and texture, flowing through my hands. I grin at twirling a yo-yo-like wooden … Continue reading Coffee Spin
More than ever before, we need to be making things. This is not merely to while-away the time or to keep our minds off of all the sad news and the what-will-happens. There is an inherent belief in creating something that says, if only in a small way, “Tomorrow will come. A new day will … Continue reading Tomorrow
In the middle of November I started to draw what was happening in my head. Well, it wasn’t only in my head. Some of the ideas that flutter around in my head come through my hands, or at least get started to see if they want to be fully birthed. Not all of the ideas … Continue reading Attention
It takes 365 days for the earth to make one full trip around the sun. That’s 8,760 hours. Or 525,600 minutes. Or 31,536,000 seconds. Small increments, tiny moments, so many ordinary events which create one revolution. Birthdays remind me of this. One more turning of the years has been made up of many days and … Continue reading Revolution
Here we are...again...at the starting gate of a New Year! All the hopes and fears of all the years (or at least those of 2018) seem to gather together in a clump as we look ahead, hoping the New Year brings less difficulty than the one before, and fearing that it might not. The temptation … Continue reading Notice & Observe
I should have known better. It's happened a couple of times before. I said it years ago..."I will never knit socks." And then, somehow (I honestly don't remember what made me pick up teeny tiny needles and start knitting my first sock) I found myself knitting pairs of socks one right after the other. So … Continue reading “I Will Never…”
What is it about spinning? The wonder...the allure? Can someone even explain why? I will attempt to do so here, but at the end of it all...this fascination baffles me. From a certain viewpoint, taking fluff of various kinds and turning it into string seems incredibly strange, silly and perhaps even nonsensical. You know how … Continue reading Filaments of Light
There once was a girl named Jenny Whose interests were varied and many... Crochet and knitting Stitching and spinning Drawing and painting aplenty. *** To choose only one of them filled her with gloom. There must be a way to give all of them room. So lines and colors Fibers and textures She wove all … Continue reading The Summer of Weaving
