Author: Laura Fry
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Green Place Mats
Finally started to hem the green place mats. There are 14, I think, with 8 promised to someone. I won’t have them ready before I see that person next week, but it feels good to at least see progress happening on them. This particular linen yarn was a bit different, made up with naturally coloured…
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Can’t or Won’t
There are a plethora of ‘can’t’ and ‘won’t’ ‘rules’ involving weaving. They pop up, over and over again. The thing is, most of the ‘can’t’ comments are fall mostly under ‘won’t’. Because in many instances, you *can* do something. But there are times when doing one of the ‘can’t’s will result in less than desirable…
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Weathering Storms
Yesterday I was supposed to do a Zoom presentation for a guild and at the last minute they emailed to cancel as they were under severe weather warnings with risks of losing power and of course, internet. I hope everyone is safe and well, and we will re-book at a later date. In the meantime…
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Time To Rest
I have been ‘fighting’ with my body for years. It hasn’t been a ‘surprise’ that I am having physical problems, I have lived a very physically active life, although not in the ‘usual’ way of the late 20th and early 21st centuries. While I worked hard to minimize the damage from the physical toll of…
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Season Change
In Canada, the school year generally begins in September. It was one reason why I chose September as the start for the seminar series – get the kids back in school (those that were going) and begin a ‘class’ along with others. It has been a tumultuous year, all in all. Lots of changes, globally,…
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Quiet Day
It seemed today was meant to be a ‘quiet’ day, even though I hadn’t thought it would be. So be it. I did get the ‘black’ mats pressed, and in spite of minor issues with them, I’m going to consider them ‘done’. Yesterday I cut off the first batch of mats from the next warp,…
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Two Years
Today is the 2nd anniversary of the brain bleed that nearly wiped me out. In my lifetime, I rarely paid attention to ‘anniversaries’. I don’t track births/deaths like my mother did. She knew the birthday of every family member, remembered to go to the cemetery to put flowers on headstones. I never did. These days…
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Brilliant Thought
Had a brilliant thought at dark o’clock. No idea now what it was. I’ve been poking around on WordPress, and it *looks* like I can add comments, and perhaps even a search bar, although I’m not sure how – yet. I will keep poking. I suspect it will need the intervention of my web wizard,…
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Transformations
This week has been…interesting. I came to some realizations, and have been working at changing my thoughts, my approach to life/living. The first reality check was a friend who cautioned me to watch my thoughts. As we think, so shall we be. I realized that I had developed the ‘habit’ of anticipating pain, bracing for…
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Legacy
Yesterday a ‘star’ went out. Dolly Parton is being remembered, not just for the music she left behind, but because of how she lived. She seemed larger than life itself. And while I was not initially a big fan of her music, she grew on me, in no small part for the way she lived…