I apologized and he was mad. I don't blame him, but dude, I'm sorry and what do you want me to do? Slit my throat? Here's the insurance card.
So, I have to tell my husband that when he gets home. He already knows about the broken-in-car incident. He's so tired from 13 hour time changes and travels to three countries. I'm tired, too. I will have to plan something very special to break the news.
On the other hand, a woman came up to me at the market because someone told her I was "the weaver" there. She gave me a bag of bobbins, a bobbin winder, a cone stand, and some shuttles. She wasn't weaving anymore. I asked her how much for this and she said, "Nothing. Enjoy them." And I almost cried (big surprise). I'm speechless. What a good, generous person.
What a confusing month.
Now for some eye candy, because nobody wants to look at a huge block of text.
Here is my latest scarf from mohair I bought at Rhinebeck from Kid Hollow Farm. I made two and I'm keeping one for myelf.
Note to self: brushed mohair is very difficult to weave on a regular loom. I think you need a rigid heddle loom. But I'm glad I didn't know that first because they did come out beautiful!
