Tuesday, March 11, 2014

the ice is slowly melting









Little darling, it's been a long, cold lonely winter.

Our weavers met on Asbury Ridge on a warm-at-long-last day. The snow was the consistency of a sno-cone, and good women cast handmade snowballs at each others heads!  Beautiful songs were sung. We hiked down to see a new little sauna by a pond (smiles returning to our faces).

13 comments:

Helga said...

Happy melt! ^__^

Susan said...

Helga, It was a warm and happy day

Judith said...

the lyrics of one of the songs we sang.....
"Oh what a life, what a wonderful life, what a wonderful life this is" so true

Such a "here comes the sun" kinda day

Regarding the photos and the weaving
(I especially appreciate the berries and the orange/rusty weft intricacies)

Gloria Freshley Art and Design said...

As always, your photos are remarkable, each separately and together. I so appreciate your aesthetic! The second photo is totally surreal. All of them, beautiful! Happy taste of spring. . . :)

Susan said...

Judith, a special kind of day, and so enjoyable seeing your long textile again.

Gloria, thank you for hanging in there with me. I do appreciate your point of view. I do get a little buzz in my eye when I see something I should photograph. Some of the time I think, really? Why this? This familiar intersection suddenly looked so strange

VIVA Gallery said...

Yes, what Judith said - the woody gray and rusty reds of the little tree and the photo of the weaving caught me. I missed out on songs??! Glad you shared the pictures of the gathering.

riverweave said...

viva gallery ? That was me ...

Susan said...

Where the heck were you? You missed a snowball fight,too. Watch out for Michelle!

Judith said...

are they apples? not berries!?

Mama Bear said...

Now how the heck have I missed bumping into you fun ladies?! lol There in spirit...

Mirjam said...

lovely colours and lovely weaving! (as per usual)

spring greetings

Patrice A. said...

it looks like a fine meeting
and wauw... so bright and light!
blue skies and laughter
hmm... wish i could have joined ;^))

Susan said...

Yes, apples, withered, and wintered.

Spring greetings, Mirjam!

Too bad everyone can't squeeze through the web and be our surprise guests