On a walk in the woods with my puppy Asha, a sentence I’d read recently popped into my head: A tidy house is a sign of a wasted life. I mulled this over as I walked, growing more irritated with each step. Says who? I asked the trees and Asha. I wish I could remember […]
The sound before the sound
“Did you hear that?” I ask my friend Jody as we wind a warp onto her loom together. Jody stands at the front of the loom, I at the back. She combs the threads to straighten out any tangles or knots, then pulls handfuls of threads to tighten them. When she’s ready, I turn the […]
From irked to grateful
Sometimes weaving drives me crazy. I’m not talking about the many times threads have ended up in a tangled mess. Nor how hard it is to make changes once the threads are under tension on the loom. Nor the lack of portability. No, I’m talking about the times an idea pops in my head and […]
Geese and indigo: Thoughts on wonder
I wonder where the geese went, I say to my puppy Asha who is also staring out at the beaver pond. I like to think she remembers the creatures that honked and honked the day we first saw them. I haven’t seen the pair of Canada Geese for several days now. I delight in their […]
Whimsy & Tea appoints new CHO
One morning during a late-winter thaw my puppy Asha and I head up the dirt road, past the small cemetery and into the woods. Once I can no longer see the road, I unclip her leash and we are both free. I have a couple hours before my first scheduled commitment, so Asha and I […]
