Twelve Calm Nights
These next twelve days and nights always seem like a gift to me, the calm after the storm. Deadlines have been met, things are done, there is food aplenty and friends and family still around to visit.
The Christmas knitting is done, wrapped and given:
And projects planned but postponed are back on tap:
I have been spinning and dyeing for this new project: a spindle bag, for the Golding Mandala spindle you see with the yarn and pattern. Some of the yarns (the white and turquoise so far) were spun on the very spindle this bag will house, and the design is, of course, inspired by the spindle itself. I'm setting up the Cricket for this portable project, and am just wiggling with anticipation.
I expect this to be the first of several (!) new bags. I want them for the upcoming classes, so people will have new bags to see, new ideas for their own projects. I like to bring new things, not the same old worn out samples, and in some cases, I am also trying new colors: Amy! the green yarn is new! I'm branching out (heh). (You and Sarah in the comments: too funny, and alas, too true).
Gone are the days when I had children at home for another week, but regular business does not settle down to the usual routine until after the New Year (or Twelfth Night, in my case). Let the weaving commence!
The Christmas knitting is done, wrapped and given:
And projects planned but postponed are back on tap:
I have been spinning and dyeing for this new project: a spindle bag, for the Golding Mandala spindle you see with the yarn and pattern. Some of the yarns (the white and turquoise so far) were spun on the very spindle this bag will house, and the design is, of course, inspired by the spindle itself. I'm setting up the Cricket for this portable project, and am just wiggling with anticipation.
I expect this to be the first of several (!) new bags. I want them for the upcoming classes, so people will have new bags to see, new ideas for their own projects. I like to bring new things, not the same old worn out samples, and in some cases, I am also trying new colors: Amy! the green yarn is new! I'm branching out (heh). (You and Sarah in the comments: too funny, and alas, too true).
Gone are the days when I had children at home for another week, but regular business does not settle down to the usual routine until after the New Year (or Twelfth Night, in my case). Let the weaving commence!