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On Making Lemonade…

At least I can reasonably state that the last two weeks have been if nothing else, entertaining…

I got a notice that my custom Pella Window was ready to install and they made an appointment for 10 days ago. Pella installers came, and did a fantastic job replacing the old, short double-hungs, and now I have a beautiful window facing east, to catch the rising sun, and look over my fantastic gardens, as they carefully begin to come to life after the long winter. Sounds almost magical doesn’t it?

I stood looking out of my beautiful window and think, if I hadn’t had the flood, if the day after Christmas they hadn’t completely gutted my den, where it rained broken pipe water from the room above, through the ceiling fan, if I hadn’t experienced any of that, I wouldn’t have this incredible view, and I wouldn’t have met all the fantastic workers who were kind, efficient, knowledgeable, and though we could rarely communicate with English, we managed to get the important concepts across. I genuflect in gratitude.

The restoration crew came in with a vengeance, the day after the window was installed. Insulation, drywall, spackle, more spackle, sanding the spackle, they were like a crew of bees busy in the hive. The painters started two days later.

All of this required me to be around. The whole time. Partly to answer questions, and partly to make sure that the animals didn’t interfere with any of the messy jobs they were doing. I stayed most of the time in my weaving studio, where I could let the dogs in and out and not disturb the workers. Which meant I got a lot of work done.

Though, I did, on the one day between drywall people and painters, help with a loom rescue. A weaver in the area, well over 100 years old, had passed, and her relatives wanted to donate what weaving supplies there were, to my local guild. In addition, there were two looms, and all of us, do what we can to rescue looms, as the house will be bulldozed within a couple weeks, including the contents. One loom, in the basement, an old Swedish style barn loom, my friend Susan has been sending around notices to area fiber people/guilds in hope that someone has room to rescue a large loom. But Susan and I drove over, with tools in hand, to rescue a 25″ Macomber, left on a porch, covered in mouse poop, hence the mask and gloves, in sad condition, but with some TLC, and a lot of elbow grease, my friend will bring it back to life. There is always good loom karma when you go to the effort to rescue a loom.

This all seems fantastical within the last 10 days, but I’m rather impressed at my ability to make good use of time.

First up, I’m taking a workshop through my guild with Natalie Drummond in Deflected Double Weave, the first week in April. Which meant I needed an empty table loom with 8 shafts. Which I didn’t have… Around 40 looms, and the one I needed wasn’t empty.

I’ve gotten real good at moving warps from one loom to another. The loom I wanted had the last remaining yard of a Rep class from last April, with Rosalie Neilson. I really didn’t want to waste it. So I spent an afternoon moving it to my floor loom.

Problem was, within the reems of documentation, I couldn’t remember exactly how to do this structure. I know it is alternating thick and thin wefts, but the myriad of designs in her handouts, all worked off Profile Treadlings, which I did easily in the class on a table loom, but couldn’t for the life of me remember how to interpret them. I spent a lot of time just sitting and staring and trying to work out what was there, right in front of me. At some point, working in my office (with the animals in tow) on my desktop computer with my weaving software, I finally figured out how to interpret the profile treadlings and create a treadling sequence I could follow. Should have taken better detailed notes…

So I will have this lovely mat, and this loom will be cleared within the week.

That left prep for the Natalie Drummond workshop. She requires a complex warp, hand painted with additional solids in varying values. Honestly, we only got the instructions just about the time I had to lock myself away with the animals, not her fault, and with only a month till the workshop, all the construction, gardening chores starting soon, (where I live it is time to start planting the lettuces, spinach, etc.) and the herculean task it will take to clean spackle sanding dust from every corner of the house, if I didn’t get the warp on now, it wouldn’t get done. Complicating things is I agreed to house Natalie, because she is a good friend.

I didn’t have time to paint a warp, and I didn’t have exactly the yarn she suggested, but I have a lot of yarn. And I’m determined to use what I have. So I pulled some old vintage Contessa, a long discontinued yarn from Silk City Fibers, mostly rayon with a silk fleck, which I have lots of, especially hand dyed. It comes in at the same 2100 yds/lb as the 5/2 Tencel she suggested. Along with the solids, I have a few variegated cones, and though she specifically said no variegated yarns, I understood why, because she wanted the colors to line up, like it was hand painted. No problem as I know how to do this, and Contessa variegated was mostly engineered to repeat itself. I grabbed my music stand, wiped off the dust, and propped my little warping board onto it, and wound a circular warp, lining up the colors as I went.

I added the solid colors, a light, a dark, and a bright, and then went to the loom and started sleying.

And threading.

And now I have another warped loom, ready to go…

Meanwhile…

I decided, while I was trapped in my studio, with the animals, to finish up the 10 yards of 8/2 cotton I tied into my fall run of towels. I ran out of the light grey weft about a yard from the end, and grabbed a small cone of dark blue, which is gorgeous, but I didn’t have enough of the dark blue to weave the whole 10-yard run, and wanted to use up some of the various cones of light colors as weft.

Washed and dried.

Since I will be scrubbing everything I own in the coming weeks, I decided that the now cleared loom needed a good dusting and wipe down with Howard’s Feed and Wax. The loom is patiently waiting for my next adventure…

That night, making dinner, this happened. The blender bowl just slipped out of my hand, taking out the lid for my beloved mini Oster food processor…

By the time dinner finished cooking and I’d cleaned up all the glass, I had gone on Amazon and ordered replacements, which were there the next morning on my doorstep. The new mini food processor, my favorite tool in my kitchen is even better than the old one.

Meanwhile, I moved to another loom, that had 5 yards of hand-dyed warp in a four-shaft combination draft, the same draft actually, as the towels. I had just started the fabric last year, so the loom could sit in a corner of my retrospective at County College of Morris, to give viewers an idea of cloth on the loom. The weft was a medium grey alpaca/silk from Webs.

So I dove in, playing around with different shuttles to get the maximum speed, and resorted to my old favorite, my AVL end-feed, the smaller one. I flew through that yardage, periodically checking on the workers and tending to the animals who were at this point really confused… But mom, there might be someone in there who will pet me, or even better, feed me…

That fabric is off the loom, washed, dried and rolled onto a tube.

And I dusted and wiped down this loom as well, with my friend Howard’s Feed and Wax.

I spent all day yesterday scrubbing everything in the book case in the den, and the moldings, which are awaiting installation tomorrow. I scrubbed the tile floor. I set up the little bistro set I ordered from Wayfair, so I could sit at the table and have my breakfast and watch the sun come up. My little bit of heaven, with a lot of elbow grease.

The cat of course, my constant companion, seems to like our new set up. He can watch out the window while patiently waiting to lick my bowl after I have my morning yogurt and granola.

So tomorrow, all the reconstruction should be finished, window trim installed, ceiling fan, and my cleaned wool rug that has been in storage since the end of December. If I can get my daughter to wake up on her day off, I’ll see if she can help me move the piano in there. The cello is already moved, and I have all my recorders to bring in as well. There is music in many corners of the house which will all be moved into the bookcase. (Once I dust them…) I will have my music room with a view… the best lemonade I could have ever imagined…

Spring is coming, stay tuned…

But mommy, I want him…

I’m continuing on my attic cleaning and making more stuff for the guild sale with my mother lode of scraps of handwoven fabrics from the archives. I made two more squirrels, from leftover bits of mohair, and while I was working on the second one, I plopped the other one on the ironing board.

Mulder the studio cat of course had to check out something that looked suspiciously like what he hunts in the middle of the night…

And typically had to check out the back end.

Satisfied said squirrel did not pose a threat, and being of a soft mohair and cuddly surface, Mulder decided to curl up next to him.

The face pleading, can I keep him, can I?

Sadly he can’t keep him, because the dogs would destroy the squirrels and anything else I have that’s stuffed in about 10 minutes. They gleefully dive right into anything with stuffing. So Mulder can’t have his little buddy…

I’ve been able to create another jacket from the mohair scraps of a different colorway. I had a well meaning friend tell me they were really ugly, and that kind of stung, I rather liked them, and they were fun to make, and super functional, I’m hoping there is someone who will appreciate them at the guild sale.

Almost ready for the final pressing…

I worked out an alternative to the white mohair stocking ornament tops. I ran out of the white mohair fabric, so found a soft white yarn and just crocheted round and round…

And I cut out a dozen little bear ornaments for the guild sale. I spent hours looking through my vast button stash, trying to find three of something that would work for each of the bears, and getting them sewn on, making little “kits” so I can sit and put them together while on zoom meetings or listening to a podcast, or Textiles and Tea, whatever…

Of course my trusty studio assistant had to leap onto the ironing board and keep everything in order… Sigh…

I managed to make two of them…

On Sunday, a local sheep farm, part of the NJ Fibershed, held a community dye day. A lot of work for the teacher Pamela Jenkins, a natural dyer from Maryland, and we had dyebaths to use with our pre mordanted yarns, (alum and cream of tartar) plus a station for botanical printing (results were disappointing, I think better compression would have helped) and a chance to use an indigo bath using Polygonum Tinctorium Indigo, which can grow in this climate. Interesting thing was using fresh leaves, and puréeing them in a blender with ice. This is appealing to me, since I never wanted to start a fermented indigo vat. I don’t have indigo on the property so I’d have to plant some. I waited to rinse my skeins which were 65% silk and 35% wool, for about 48 hours, a suggestion by the teacher. They are now dry, and some of the color did wash out, but I’m sure the volume of dyestuff vs the amount of yarn/fabric we dyed, really wouldn’t yield strong results. Still, it is a pretty palette. Willow, fresh indigo, butternut husks, elderberry, hollyhock flowers, and artemisia.

The day after I posted my last blog I got this gorgeous bench in the mail. Or rather shipped. I ordered my custom bench from Walt Turpening exactly a year ago. I wanted the gradation in the woven seat. Walt custom winds the cotton cordage to achieve the gradation. We spent a lot of time with measurements, loom and body, to determine the best bench height. Unfortunately the two looms I expect to use the bench with, are both empty. It is on my list this winter to get them both warped so I can try out the bench.

Meanwhile, I did finally clear the table loom with the Bateman blend. I didn’t get a lot of yardage, and it was really tedious. I’m happy with the results, and am thinking of designing a laptop slip case. I have one from Peru and want to copy how it was done.

The loom next to it had a 4-shaft doup leno structure threaded on 8 shafts. I wrote an issue of Heddlecraft Magazine, (Issue #19) on doup leno, a technique where using half doups on shaft two allows the loom to crisscross certain threads creating an open airy structure that is very stable. The warp and wefts were hand-dyed cashmere so this is super soft. It seemed like the warp that never ended, and I finally got up and looked at my original drafting notes and realized I put five yards of warp on this little loom. Nearing the end of the warp, and wanting to squeeze in a couple fat yarns for headers, I discovered this cool tool that now I can’t live without. It is called a “Poke” Shuttle. I never heard of such a thing, but they were selling them in a few lengths at Red Stone Glen for their open house last June, made by Bluster Bay Shuttles. They just felt so lovely in the hand I bought three. The yarn just grips around the end of the shuttle allowing it to be able to poke through the narrow shed. It may have a different purpose, but I loved it for this task, and of course all Bluster Bay shuttles just melt in your hand…

I managed to get a long scarf and a pretty cowl from the handdyed cashmere.

Meanwhile, my daughter is finishing up the edits in a video we shot last month, a one hour studio tour, which can be shown as a guild program. I wanted to recreate the studio tour I did for the HGA back in the fall of 2020 for Spinning and Weaving Week 2020, and wanted to document all the looms with warps. I am getting frequent texts with screen shots from my daughter down the hall with absolutely hilarious Transcription malfunctions. She first allows Adobe premiere to close caption the video, and then goes back and corrects. Textile terms in a transcription program are absolutely hilarious, looms become loons, and limbs, and lamps. Really, my diction is pretty spot on, you just have to increase your vocabulary sir! But the best Transcription malfunction I’ve ever seen is this…

It is supposed to read, “I would have sectionally warped 30 yards of mohair at a time”. There are no words…

And to wind up this blog post, I’ve had a lovely wonderful thing happen this past week. Something I can’t even wrap my head around, and keep pinching myself to see if I dreamed it or not. Long story short, assuming this all happens the way it is spelled out in the contract sitting on my desk, next spring, County College of Morris will feature my huge body of work both artwork and garments, dating back to the 90’s in their Main Gallery, a retrospective of sorts, along with video, audio, and a hands on component (aren’t you glad I have all those Structos) for about 6 weeks, transitioning to a smaller gallery for their year end student exhibition, and then back to the Main Gallery to coincide with the Morris County Teen Arts Festival in May, where I am to be the keynote speaker. Then the exhibition of my work will continue on until the end of August. It is especially lovely that this is my county college, and that both of my kids took classes there, and I even taught there for a semester way back. I have hosted two externs from there as well. So this feels like a perfect conclusion to a lifetime of work in the field. I’m especially touched that they asked me to give the keynote to the next generation of creative people. I have a lot of work to do on that address.

I hope the fall brings you beautiful colors, cooler weather, fun things to do with fiber, and friends to do those fun things with… And no Mulder, you still can’t have the squirrel…

Stay tuned…

Ducks in a Row…

This has been a wild week in the studio. First, a little back story…

If you have been following this blog over the past year or so, you know that I set out on a quest to warp all of the 64 looms in the studio, many of them table looms, Structos, or inkle looms. I blogged about them all over a few blog posts.

I’ve set out on a different quest to clear those looms, and rethink my life as to what I want to really hold on to moving forward… The floor looms, at least those that are mine and not my daughter’s, are all cleared. I am a yardage weaver and like nothing better than to sit and weave like a galloping horse. 10 yards, not really a problem. Though I can’t clear off the amount of yardage in one sitting like I could in my 20’s.

So now, I have a bunch of table looms to clear. And if I were really truthful, I hate weaving on a table loom. It is slow and tedious. Especially if there is a complex structure. Like a Bateman Blend, which I set up for a sample for an article I wrote for Heddlecraft Magazine. (Issue #38)

There is nothing like a table loom to explain structure, because you have to hand manipulate each shaft (and in this one there are 8), and though you can achieve a rhythm, it isn’t the same as when your hands and feet are all working together. I found myself bored and distracted. Constantly jumping up to do anything but… At one point I even redid the shaft tie-up system, as this was a used loom, and though I have six others like it, the previous owner did something odd that I thought prevented me from getting the shed I needed. So a trip to the hardware store, and some fine tuning, I was happy with the shed and struggled to get back to weaving.

Meanwhile, at the end of my last post, I talked about this cat appliqué quilt block I inherited from my mom, and I found that I was getting quite obsessed, almost addicted. It was all I wanted to do…

I’d set timers, ok, I’ll work on this section and then weave a few repeats, and then work on the appliqué some more as a treat. It worked for a while since I now have the knots over the back beam, there is only about 6 inches more to weave.

Mostly I would just sit and let my mind wander while I was stitching, and my mind wandered to the calendar. I looked ahead at the next couple months, and there is a lot coming up, private students, some teaching remotely, garden tours and lectures, interesting things, but what made me sit up and stop stitching, was realizing that my guild show and sale is only 2 months away.

Part of my musings are around the amount of equipment and stash that exists in my life. No one is complaining, but there comes a point when is it fair to me to keep holding stuff that is 40 years old? I’m not talking about usable yarn or fabric, I’m talking about scraps in my attic from my 1980 production years. I’ve worked over the last couple of decades to reduce the 18 bankers boxes filled to capacity. But there is still a lot up there. And a lot of it is mohair. Which isn’t so easy to use up in small pieces.

I took a stroll in my attic and started opening drawers, and pulled out one that had some mohair scraps, rather large ones, in a couple color ways, and brought them down to the studio. I got the idea of creating a sweater jacket using the same pattern as my beloved Noro jacket I wove a couple years ago.

I found the pattern and started playing around with what I had on the table. At first, I thought I’d just do a vest, but it was clear I could add a couple of sleeves with some careful piecing.

A couple of small balls of mohair blend in my knitting stash would work well for the crocheted trim around the perimeter of the jacket and the pockets. I’m about half way around.

Which left me with this pile of small scraps.

I reached out to some of my weaving buddies, and asked for ideas for what to do with small scraps of mohair. One of them suggested stuffed animals. I really haven’t made any stuffed animals, I always joke that I don’t do crafts, but the idea was intriguing. I have a data base of all my patterns, including the 20 years of Burda Style Magazine. I quickly found patterns for a squirrel and a rabbit.

There weren’t large enough pieces left in this pile of mohair to do either one, but I had also pulled out some other mohair scraps, thinking I could get a vest or jacket out of those, and they ended up perfect to cut this adorable squirrel. The issue of Burda Style was May 2014.

Meanwhile, I started to think about ornaments I used to make as teacher gifts when my kids were little. I dug out the box I had in my closet, along with an article in Handwoven magazine November/December 2003 (which I wrote, duh…) and thought, wow, some of these like the little bear would be great in mohair.

So I cut out a few bears, and a couple of birds, using a pattern I found along with the box of ornaments.

And I started playing around with a stocking. I didn’t like the first iteration, the one on the right, and my daughter helped me refine the pattern to the one on the left. I thought the body of the stocking was just a little to high, so I’ve cut out probably a half dozen just a little bit shorter.

Meanwhile, I grabbed some non mohair scraps, including a bag labeled, scraps for coiled mats. Most of the work was already done. I made a coiled mat out of one of the piles.

And then made a second one, using up a ball of filler cord. I have a huge spool in the attic, so there is plenty more mats in my future.

Meanwhile, I pulled this bag of non mohair scraps, it is a color way I always loved, and there wasn’t a lot left. One of my private students told me about a base fabric she uses for bags and totes, she is from the quilting world, called In-R-Form foam from Bosal. She actually sent me a few yards to play with. It is a foam with great stability, yet more flexibility than the Peltex I have been using. So, much easier to work on. I laid out a tote.

And finished it off yesterday morning.

Meanwhile, I took the scraps left from the tote, and cut more ornaments. I can’t tell you what a mess I made of my studio, pulling ribbons and floss and Ultrasuede scraps and most important, buttons. The cat parked himself right in the middle of it all to supervise.

So here are a bunch of ducks… All in a row!

And I have little project bags for each of the couple dozen ornaments I’ve cut out. I can grab one and start assembling.

And yesterday afternoon, I made a rabbit from another colorway of mohair I had up in the attic. This one is from a Burda Style Magazine April 2014. I’m completely in love with this rabbit, and would love to keep him, but I’d have to keep him in the closet because my dog likes things with stuffing. It would be destroyed in 10 minutes. And I would be heartbroken. So it will find someone else to live with at my guild sale in November. It needs a ribbon around its neck, perhaps an inkle band, and I might redo the mouth with a full six strands of floss.

I haven’t been this intense in the studio in years. I just want to be down there, working until midnight, forgetting to eat, pissed when I have an appointment to interrupt me. It feels like falling in love all over again. That Bateman Structure on the loom, I still have about 6″ to go, and I still have to finish the last 3 letters of the name of the cat in the quilt block. (And there are 8 more cat quilt blocks in the set). They will get done, but I’m just having way too much fun thinking of things to make with this bonanza of leftovers from the 1980’s.

There is a monograph showing all of the techniques I used, available on my website as a download. And I have 3 or 4 videos on my YouTube channel, The Weaver Sews, on the piecing technique I used for the tote bag. They were some of the last ones we shot.

My favorite month since I was a little kid was September. The change in weather, fresh pencils and notebooks, the chance to learn new things; September is always a shot in the arm for me. I’d say I dove in to this month head first…

Stay tuned…

Busy Hands…

Periodically I go through my phone and dump all the photos into my computer which then get backed up in the cloud. It keeps my phone storage reasonable, and then I can pull from those images for a blog. I feel like I only put up a blog a couple weeks ago, and there were so many photos in my phone to upload this morning. Meaning I’ve been busy…

I had a couple of private students booked for this past week, they arrived, and we got right to work. They were here to learn to weave yardage, and design with combination structures. They brought bins of yarn, and we supplemented with whatever I have. And I have a lot.

So here are my two students working on two of my looms, and the yardage they were creating. I adored both of them, we had a great time together.

What this all actually meant, was that I needed to have a couple of looms for them to choose from for their projects. If you’ve been following my blog, you know that all my looms have warps on them. I’d been systematically clearing the looms, leaving the finished cloth on them, so they didn’t feel naked, and because Mulder, the studio cat likes to use the fabric on the loom as a hammock. He has his favorites…

I had warps on five of our floor looms, I can’t do anything about my daughter’s looms. But I worked systematically and in the days leading up to the students’ arrival, I furiously wove off the chenille yardage. This meant that they could pick which loom served their physical needs best. Once they arrived, they tried out each of the looms, and I cut off the finished yardage so they could use those looms, while they wound their warps.

We needed to resley one of the projects, it clearly needed a denser set, so that meant I had to clear another loom they weren’t using to get the only 9 dent 25″ reed in the studio. It has been on my list for awhile to get a couple more, but I can never find 9 dent reeds used. Which means a lot of money…

And so, while I was at it, having already cleared three looms, I went ahead and cleared the remaining two. I had a nice pile of handwoven yardage on my ironing board.

I’ve washed and dried everything but the combination structure fabric, on my list to do this week. The chenille log cabin yardage is gorgeous.

The ice dyed warp I wove in a crackle structure is really beautiful and I’m mulling ideas for both of these yardages.

I haven’t washed the mohair yardage, I may climb into my bathtub with it as I left the fringe at either end, and I’m not sure what I want to make yet.

Mulder is pretty pissed that I’ve cleared the looms. He doesn’t have his favorite hammocks anymore. He is waiting…

And I pulled the finished kitchen set, four placemats (I had enough yardage to make a fifth), four plain weave napkins, and a long table runner, 6 shaft summer/winter, from a Webs design, Complete Kitchen Set. They are so gorgeous. I’m particularly proud of these. Apparently the design is from a Jacob Angstadt coverlet book, which I have, and I’m really hoping to get a chance to sit down and play with the profiles in that book and see what else I can come up with. Meanwhile, I just followed the directions in the draft book I bought from Webs. The reverse side is just as much fun.

Interesting thoughts running through my head though, as I washed and dried the entire roll, and then planned to cut apart after the fact. The directions say to weave a sewing thread seam allowance for the header. I know this is a common practice in a handwoven turned hem, to reduce bulk, but since I typically weave yardage for kitchen towels, and then cut apart based on the length of the finished yardage, I hadn’t actually tried this method. When I took the roll of fabric from the dryer and went to cut apart on the red line, I realized that I had grabbed polyester sewing thread, in a perfect match, and that poly sewing thread (which is what I use for sewing garments) doesn’t shrink, so the sewing thread seam allowances for the hems were wrinkly.

They still hemmed fine, but in my head, I’m like… “Stupid me, I should have used cotton…” But over the week I’ve been starting to hem by hand, I thought, wait a minute, cotton sewing thread isn’t designed to shrink in the wash, it is sort of pre-shrunk. You can’t sew a garment and not be able to wash it… So I’m sort of wondering what others do, the poly mushed up fine in the turned hem, but I’m thinking that a 20/2 cotton would have made more sense in a mid grey, rather than sewing thread. The body of the piece was 8/2.

In my last post, I mentioned the horrific mistake I made when I started the runner. I forgot to weave the header, I just wove the sewing thread seam allowance. I posted a photo of the situation.

A reader asked in the comments if I would elaborate on my planned fix, since they weren’t a garment maker (I mentioned a false hem), and so here is what I came up with. In all fairness, I did weave the seam allowance, so that was there, and I was able to recognize my mistake early enough, that when I finished the runner, I wove a section for a header with a sewing thread seam allowance on either side.

I pressed under the seam allowance on both long edges of the false header, and then encased the seam allowance from the runner.

I carefully pinned.

I sewed both sides of the false header by hand and seriously you absolutely can’t tell it was an add on. So the runner is finished, and one placemat and napkin are hemmed. Lots more to do. I love to sit at night and listen to classical music and do busy hand work. So I’ve been itching for a good handwork project.

Side story. My mom, who is 92 and gave me the foundation in sewing garments that led me to where I am today. Over the years as her life and lifestyle changed, no longer needing a fresh new seasonal wardrobe and having no children left to sew for, as we all grew up and sew for ourselves, she moved onto other textile techniques that could fill her creative needs. When my dad was alive, and they drove back and forth to Florida, she picked up counted cross stitch, since it was portable. I have some of her gorgeous counted cross stitch pieces all over the house. When my dad passed, she took up quilting, since she stayed in one place and could easily spread out. My dad hated clutter. (I always wondered how he tolerated our dining room turned into a sewing room for all those years I was growing up…)

Anyway, mom was pretty into the quilt block of the month club at Joann’s and many of her finished quilt blocks of the month cover my beds. I will admit, buying a kit does prevent stash acquisition build up, and it made sense for her. Years ago, she invested in a 9 block quilt block of the month that featured very detailed appliqué work of cats.

She had finally pulled out the first block and started figuring out how to actually trace off the small pieces and cut them from the assigned fabrics, when she fell right before Thanksgiving last year, and broke her shoulder. It has been a long year of recovery, and I completely get it, having gone through it myself a year before, but I’m in my 60’s and bounced back pretty quickly. At 92, she now needs aides at night, and she had to put all her projects away, so there was a room for the night aides to live. She understood that this cat appliqué would never get made. On my last visit, she handed me the whole bag and asked if I would make it…. Sigh…. You can’t be serious, was the first thing that popped in my head. I showed my daughter, who showed some slight enthusiasm, but she has so many creative irons in the pot, I can’t see her making any progress, at least in my lifetime.

Coincidentally, my students this weekend were both needleworkers. One of them looked at the quilt block packages and thought she had made one of the blocks and didn’t sound hugely enthusiastic. There are about 50 appliquéd pieces for each one, some as tiny as a pin head, and frankly, though I know how to hand stitch, and enjoy it, this isn’t my forté. My student suggested a method of cutting the pieces out using a file folder template, coating the edges with spray starch, and then ironing the seam allowances over the template to allow for easier appliqué. She even showed me a Clover iron with tiny tips specifically for this purpose. I ordered and it came the next day.

So spurred on by a way out, I studied everything, redid the tracing and how I would transfer the markings to a file folder, and actually started. The pieces are numbered in the sequence you have to apply, because they overlap in most areas. I managed to get the first flower appliquéd on, and have pinned the second flower. I dare say I’m enjoying this. I’m a fixer of puzzles, I do one every week, and this is really no different. I didn’t design this, I’m just executing it, like my kitchen set above. Following someone else’s directions is a challenge all on its own, and you learn a lot. I don’t know if I’ll ever finish all 9 blocks in my lifetime, but I’ve always been about process, and not the finished product, so this satisfies a need to just sit quietly and hand sew…

I actually managed to get together with friends on a couple of occasions and enjoy an outing. My college friend Carol, flew in from the west coast for a week down the shore and I joined her and her husband for an overnight. We went to Barnegat Light, at the end of Long Beach Island, and took a lovely boat ride around the light house and off into the Atlantic.

And we went to the beach late at night to watch the moon rise over the water.

I got together with a couple of friends more locally and one of them had an extra kayak. I’ve never been kayaking. I know, my son tells me I have to get out more. So here I am on a still lake, in northwestern NJ, with friends I care about in a Barbie pink Kayak. It doesn’t get any better than this…

And in-between all that other business over the last couple weeks, I managed to mordant some wool and some silk/wool commercial yarn and dye it with marigolds from my garden. I’m looking to see what else is around I can harvest.

And I dug through a box of kumihimo disks and projects which I kept for teaching purposes. I would start a pattern, and leave it in progress so I had something for teaching. It is time to clear all those disks and move that equipment on. So I’ve finished one braid…

…and picked up another disk with a pretty square one on it. This took me a bit to figure out how to do it, but I’m nearing the end of that braid as well.

I have some writing projects to get through, and some guild work coming up (rewriting the ops manual, always a challenge), but the weather is starting to cool, and I’m looking forward to the fall.

I’m so stressed for all my friends who live in areas that are currently scorched or flooded, and am hoping that you are all OK and that your lives will come back together again. In NJ, where we are used to flooding, we have had something like 13 tornados already this year, we never get tornados. Each one has wreaked havoc on a community. I’m frightened for the future of the planet, and wish there were an easy fix. So I do what I can in my own corner of the world, and keep my hands busy, the best antidote to the stresses of life we can’t control.

Stay tuned…