Winter Solstice

It's the winter solstice, or very nearly. When I came to the top of the stairs, the light from the sun, at its lowest angle of the year, lit up objects in a way that made the room look unusual. I love to be surprised by seeing something familiar in a new light. That feeling is especially wonderful when I see it in the face of someone I already love.

So here is the next Sassy scarf. The cat paw ends are fun to make, and I like how the felted wool fans the weave out a little, making the whole enterprise a little more irregular. I admit that I am a weaver who prizes irregularity, when I can get it. It's not an easy effect, and it doesn't come from long practice, or maybe it does, but it requires taking the chance that it may look like an unintentional mistake. It may be unintentional, but when I smile at what I see, then I'm satisfied, and if self-satisfaction isn't sassy, then I don't know what is. Happy Solstice!