Novemberish
Fog, first weavings, more fire.
Fog, first weavings, more fire.
Warm, happy, slightly confused weaver.
Warping, procrastinating, scaffolding.
What a difference a weft makes.
New weavers, new warp, new ideas.
Back from a few days in London.
A new personal best for shrinkage, but a personal worst for sales!
At last I’ve reached the end of the leaves warp.
Enjoy it while it lasts!
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