There are eagles in the sky most days. All that beauty in the air.

I pulled out my weaving: merino baby blankets, shawls, and lap-robes out of the tansu chest and stacked them up in a chair. Twenty-three—I turned the photo sideways so they would fit my screen. More than half these soft things have been woven since we began our personal lockdown on 10 March. I have a new warp on the loom now and I began weaving the second shawl yesterday just before 8pm. I mean to stop at 4, and then I go back and work some more, and then I think 7pm is a long day when I’ve been awake since before dawn. But I wanted to see how the hands-spun I have been hoarding for a few years would work on this warp, and it’s lovely, subtle and tweedy. There will be twenty-six weavings by the end of next week. And then I will start winding skeins for another warp. Continue reading →