Another fabulous sunny day — the cats continue to lie in their contented stupor, and I am half-inclined to join them — I love how everything and everyone slows down for the sun. Even the park was quiet, though I’m guessing it was quite noisy at the beach! But I was glad of the contemplative pace today as we had sad news: Stuart’s mother died last night and S is already down in England with his dad, getting ready to tackle all the tasks that need to be tackled. We knew that this was due to happen and lately that it was imminent, so it has been a funny old week really — we had rushed down to Bristol to say our goodbyes a couple of weeks ago and since then have been quietly waiting for the twice daily updates from the hospice, and all the while keeping the new hedge going with copious watering. Having been left in charge of hedge care while S is away, I can tell you that this is no mean commitment — but rather a satisfying one.
The loom room is another excellent place for contemplative activity, and I’m pleased to report that I have hemstitched and cut off the Theo Moorman shawl with the little gold squares. The gold warp ends couldn’t wait to start dancing again and leapt into life as I set them free.
I reckon I need to finish the fringe before I wash this one, or it will become unmanageable. Of course, it may become unmanageable anyway…
The next thing I want to do on the Delta is to weave another batch of mug rugs, but slightly adapted to use 2/16 cotton (instead of 2/10) since that is what I have most of. I wound a warp this afternoon and it was definitely cheering. I am not quite sure about the dark red shade, but will see how it turns out. Once I’m weaving it may be the colour which I like the best, who knows.