I know I have said before that I am what I weave. Or maybe that I weave what I am... or what I am obsessed with at the time. I really don't know which is the cart, and which is the horse. But lately, a full moon draws me outside, unable to ignore it's light... probably because I am weaving a full moon, so it is with me day and night.
Gus would love to be outside, howling at the moon. But the neighborhood cats have been having 'gang fights,' so he has to stay in. I have told him the loom chair is my territory, so he is now trying to claim a spot on the loom tray. Sadly, he gets evicted from that spot pretty quickly, as well.
I have been very busy with other life activities, which will probably keep me from weaving as much as I'd like through the holiday season. But I will get to the loom as often as I can, and I will keep you posted on my progress there.
“The moon is friend for the lonesome to talk to.”
― Carl Sandburg