Weaving

The first time I saw a loom was in a store in Harvard Square. It filled the loft room and the room was flooded with fall light from floor to ceiling windows. It has been a dream of mine just like the dulcimer was.  Today I began the weaving part of my life. It was just like I thought wonderful. The setting up can be tedious but if you just enjoy the process it has a real calming effect. Then the weaving part is just a matter of tension and rhythm. It will be easier with music but today it was wonderful. Ruth and I had so much fun and then after she went to a toy store and I a material shop. Then we ate at a wonderful Greek restaurant in Lawrence.It is such a nice college town. Real shops and people milling about, stores and galleries. It is a place one could enjoy living in.  Old house  filled with quilts and weavings. I am beginning to get a vision here.