Maggie in the spring mist.
I call her that now, the Magnolia. 70 degrees yesterday, despite the rain and wind, there was some sun, a porch break, and more thoughts about weaving. Deep thoughts though, not yet worded.
The little weaving I did on the little bead loom the other day, just to begin. I removed it from the loom. I just tested a few threads and felt the rhythm of it again. It seems alive.
And like I do, I did a little imagining.
a truly Wonder Full dog…and where will they go?
Enjoyed a magical ride upon your imaginings…
……. a cup of coffee came along for the ride too….:)
Vicariously happy to watch Maggie and her seasons.
I think I will have coffee today.
Beyond imagination.
Love your imaginating. What a fine idea to use the bead loom for some real weaving!
It really is one of my favorite looms now.
At first glance I thought the photo was of a tree full of bald eagles. We have a nest on the little woods adjoining our place and when they are roosting around in the trees they look just like that. Except only two or three at a time.
But a tree full of pink magnolia blossoms is a beautiful site all by itself.
And I love the little weaving. I like tiny things, the attention to detail.
No eagles here but so many owls.
This tree is really wonderful
I like small too, it makes you look closer.
Loved this story.
I enjoyed just going, just saying
That dog is fab! As is the weaving, feel like making a couple for the Dwelling
There is definitely a lightness now Spring has sprung
Oh, little carpets!!!
A fine, fine day! Such beautiful photos 🙂
The steps in the weaving had me thinking of MC Escher (my mama Loved him!)…but then the addition of a self-face and woosh, I’m onto another thing entirely!!
Enjoy This day Jude. xo
Doing just that!
I need to meander down to the park and see if the magnolias are blooming yet. Thunder showers in the forecast today. And oh the possibilities when we play!
Imagining weighs nothing, wastes nothing, costs nothing, niut it is not nothing.
Thunderstorms all around us last night.
something about having a forest of looms warped of various types ‘n sizes that invites exploration. like long loose ends, budding in all directions…
All right there, the cloth is taking form, it will stay a while and disappear again.
Weaving in a Season of Change….Spring!! 🌱🌸💚
I need to find/set up my table top loom… ( It’s “somewhere” in that catastrophe I call the studio) 😳😂
Happy Spring, Jude! 💕
i think I will end up with a simpler approach.
Je le dis encore même si je me répète j’adore suivre votre processus.
Merci de partager autant!
Sylvie
I appreciate your coming here…
Weather swinging, birds singing…earth waking up! Oh, joy! Thanks for the woven imaginings. Wow.
the season is in me.
The trees reflected in a drop of rain….lovely.
Wonderful ideas…..weaving as a Spring- board.
Nice word play!
Have you tried to eat the pedals of Maggies blossoms?
No, are they edible? Never thought to check.
Weaving and spring – their time has come!
The waiting can be over!
Magnolia is my granddaughter’s name 💗 We call her Maggie.
The woven piece looks amazing… you keep inspiring me to do some weaving! As soon as I finish the silk log cabin quilt 🤞🏼
Yay!!!
I want to weave small. Yours is lively!😶🌫️
Small is big!!!
love the weaving! I have several looms at home, smaller ones, just sitting there ugh
love the stick dog
wow you did have warm weather yesterday
really like weaving self
I have many looms, floor looms even from when I was freelance weaving samples for the textile industry. I have decided they should all at least be warped, waiting.
the weather is wildly swinging. and everything is still singing. The frogs began again yesterday.
good idea to keep them ready
still in the city here, can’t wait to get home to semi-country