The Woven Way

From where I sit, walking the treadles, threads reach out in front of me...a long narrow path, open to possibility, unknown, undiscovered. Rolled up underneath this path is what I wove yesterday. I can't see it. I try to remember the colors and textures of days gone by. Some I remember vividly, others blur and … Continue reading The Woven Way

The Summer of Weaving

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