Keeping Store

Store keeping takes a lot of my time and energy at this time of the year. As my suppliers admonish me, You can't sell off of an empty cart! So, I am buying toys, and books, and bags to fill my cart. And I am still weaving a little. The birds have been madly feeding: tufted titmice, downy, and red bellied woodpeckers, nuthatches, chicadees and juncos. Cardinals, blue jays, and one fat gray squirrel, have also been dining at the black sunflower seed cafe. There have been furious flurries of snow, and a fruitful search for my winter mittens.

Some of my best weaving hours are late at night, when I come back to my workshop. The owls hoot from hill to hill, the Big Dipper lies low in the Northern sky, and sometimes a startled deer rustles away in the woods when I cross my foot bridge to go back home to bed.