tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27254015.post8481554566567693493..comments2024-03-09T10:15:11.266+13:00Comments on Unravelling: PickyMeghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01350447919000146804noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27254015.post-10029794910550156422008-07-13T10:26:00.000+12:002008-07-13T10:26:00.000+12:00I crawled out of the Black Hole this morning, to t...I crawled out of the Black Hole this morning, to the smell of fluffy eggs Beloved was cooking. Then I made myself oatmeal and put in a chopped, ripe banana into the mix; we have one more ripe banana that he won't touch, but this way it adds a nice aroma to my oatmeal.<BR/><BR/>It's interesting how the body gets used to things in weaving; the picks, the treadling, the advancing of the warp... And at least I don't really notice it until I sit on someone else's loom, or try a new fiber or structure.Meghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01350447919000146804noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27254015.post-76954297343824911322008-07-13T04:18:00.000+12:002008-07-13T04:18:00.000+12:00My silk gets pressed to the fell very hard, not re...My silk gets pressed to the fell very hard, not really banged. And I weave with this stuff so much that it is really hard to adjust pick tension for wool. And since I don't do it very often, I never really develop a rhythm. I hope the black hole didn't suck you in.Peg in South Carolinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07886923838871937466noreply@blogger.com