Half the warp is measured out. Was slow going getting the bobbins wound up; snaggy. Silk is beautiful and shiny but can cut you.
Here’s a picture showing the skarn; six bobbins of white, and two each of ProChem Lime, some kind of yellow, and Pro Chem Grasshopper. It’ll be a check, like the one I’ve been practicing at home.
You pull the threads off the skarn and wind them around the warping board, in this case six at a time.
I’m feeling lots of negativity lately. But I want this to be a more positive space. A beer might help.
by Amor Towle
Much like A GENTLEMAN IN MOSCOW; a more ridiculous story, but otherwise, incredibly similar – what is it with this guy and annoying little kid characters?
The protagonists are stoical Emmet, annoying little brother Billy, strangely mentally incompetent Woolly, and pants-charming scamp Duchess. Normally a character like Duchess tends to be my least favorite of an ensemble – constantly screwing up plans with his irresponsibility and mayhem. But here he ended up being my favorite, because the competition was so low, and because he was the only one to actually call out Billy as the little “know-it-all” that he was, rather than fawning all over him like every single other person.
And man, I thought this story would never end. Indeed I bet left to his own devices Towles could literally go on forever with digressions and whoopsies and now let’s go off in this direction and who stole the car now?
I only read it because it was a gift.
Work was so annoying today with the seeming constant OMG-drop-everything-this-is-important! Stop-what-you’re-doing-and-look-at-this! OK-stop-that-now do this! I guess I have to adopt an attitude towards interruptions like I do towards problems. Start documenting them and proving that they’re never going to go away. In fact, recently Burkeman tried to convince me that there’s no such thing as an interruption. How quickly we forget.
One week till weaving school! In the meantime, playing with this little toy.
by Lauren Groff
I really didn’t enjoy this. Can’t help but compare it to The Corner That Held Them. I see I came off as a bit negative on Corner, but at least it felt very realistic. This one is fakery. And I wasn’t expecting quite so much lesbianism. No one appreciates strong, central female characters more than I do; and I can respect what the author must have been trying to do by including not one single male character at all. But come on. Where were the priests in all this? Who was saying mass before Marie blasphemously took over? Weren’t the male leaders of the Church giving her a hard time?
by Mary Karr
I cannot rate this highly, because I spent almost all of my time reading it in a state of either disgust, or frustration, and because I was never eager to get back to it. It has an excellent ending; but the ending doesn’t make it all OK. The world Mary Karr describes is ugly; and she chooses to render some of the most horrifying elements of it in unshakeable, graphic detail.
I motivated myself a little bit this afternoon to start a warp to practice checks, which is what my next project at Weaving School is supposed to be. What the heck was the cutesy name for it again? Oh yeah, cherryderry.
I will go out on a limb with my prediction here: 2022 will have both good things and bad things happen.
Below, my Wintery Colored Fair Isle Hat very much in the (over-) planning stages. Only the one color dyed so far. On the fence about whether to squeeze out another color this afternoon. Dyeing is quick, but the cleanup is a pain.
Tytania 