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"Pass all the pebbles in your path and you will find you have crossed the mountain." --Author Unknown

A new scarf, called The Sheep Crossing

From my own sheep, George and Timothy (because that's what he likes to eat).

Lovingly washed, lock by lock.

Carded with a hand flicker to remove any "vegetable matter" i.e. little bits, which told stories of the bushes they liked to nibble, or a favorite spot to graze.

Handspun and handwoven.

"I'll tell you how the sun rose, A ribbon at a time."

 

"I'll tell you how the sun rose,

A ribbon at a time."

--Emily Dickinson

Three year-old Aimee finished her weaving! Her eyes just popped when we took her piece off the loom and she saw all the fabric unfurl. She kept looking closely, touching, as if she couldn't believe passing the shuttle back and forth could create something she could wrap herself around in. Like magic!

"Under the moonlit sky"

 

"Under the moonlit sky,

people enjoy dancing,

casting shadows of different shapes."

--Dogen

 

A dream come true: students in the studio! Misao Jo, the founder of Saori weaving, says "we do not teach, we try to help develop individual creativity," allowing students to reflect on their own originality and uniqueness, like "casting shadows of different shapes."

How to get from here to there

scooch: v. to move or push a short distance

How to get from here to there is an important question, especially when it comes to yarn. 

Frida and Aimee are enjoying their time in the studio, and choosing their own yarns. But the cupboard holds so much "eye candy," it's hard to just choose one. Thus, the dilemma of getting yarn from here to there.

One day Frida tried scooching, inchworm style.

"still that small child…"

"In my soul, I am still that small child who did not care about anything else but the beautiful colors of a rainbow."  —Papiha Ghosh

 
Aimee and Frida have been spending time with me in the studio.

"A few prosaic days"

 

Besides the autumn poets sing,
A few prosaic days
A little this side of the snow
And that side of the haze.
—Emily Dickinson

The Journey

 

The best day of your life is the one on which you decide your life is your own.  No apologies or excuses.  No one to lean on, rely on, or blame.  The gift is yours - it is an amazing journey - and you alone are responsible for the quality of it.  This is the day your life really begins."  —Bob Moawad

 

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