I'm back in the web of spinning, sister spinster, weaver mother, felted grandmother, I hear your song on the winds.
My new nest is feeling settled. From my seat I set to spinning a yellow yarn that feels like a soft summer day. Through all of the changes in the last few months, through the stress, and heartache, I have been looking to the day when I could start working again, spinning and dyeing, felting and painting, these are the things that balance my internal engine. Ideas are percolating and I hope to start sharing my goods again soon.
Magic spider spins her silk so strong, so strong.
Weave your web of beauty.
Madame Dieu-
My new nest is feeling settled. From my seat I set to spinning a yellow yarn that feels like a soft summer day. Through all of the changes in the last few months, through the stress, and heartache, I have been looking to the day when I could start working again, spinning and dyeing, felting and painting, these are the things that balance my internal engine. Ideas are percolating and I hope to start sharing my goods again soon.
Magic spider spins her silk so strong, so strong.
Weave your web of beauty.
Madame Dieu-