On the last bit of a warp on my old barn loom, I wove mixed yarns linen, alpaca, silk, chenille, bamboo, cotton, the kitchen sink. This skinny scarf looks a little damaged, with bright color splotches of weave that look moth-eaten, but is wonderfully soft. Winter has been too long, and deeply snowed. Weaving this scarf with its little raggedy bright spots like a spring song, the liquid sound of the creek, has been heart lifting. It is bright and lost as a kite tail caught in a tree branch. I'm going to weave something else like it right now.
It looks patchy and pretty hanging there in the tree.
i like your weavings! thanks for your comment on my blog and nice to "meet" you.
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