Weaving in Farm Country

Eagles are plentiful up the valley

and yet it is still a thrill to see one just sitting above a farmhouse.

Last week I drove up the valley again for my last weaving lesson

and beyond the farms lies the head of the Bay of Fundy

As I drove into Pia's driveway

her guinea fowl tried to stop me

They were most offended!

At lunchtime we broke to feed two babes

They grow fast.

Meanwhile in the hen house....

Weaving Threads

Finished this weaving last week...

just before the flu hit me.

My second weaving.

Very addictive......watching textures grow with each woven line.

My rusted string is of course a favourite.

Who the heck gets a flu in June?!

And it seems to be one that won't let go.

No stitching being done in my house.

Darn it....

I'm back to bed!

Apologies for not being on-line and communicating.

Weaving a Rusty Tale

Trying out new things.

Weaving slits and changing textures.

Rusted cloth went over and under with ease, but

the rusty string above was sticky.

Wonder if any of my rusty bits and pieces would weave into it.

Weaving Novice - Can you see the jpegs now?

Needle weaving star points has been fun.
So perhaps I should learn more about weaving.
Handy Hubby made me a lovely loom for small weavings.

An army of nails, standing to attention, keeps everything in order.

Cotton strips become the ocean blue.

Woolly bits and onion bags become garbage drifting with the tides.

Scrunching cotton tightly together creates ripples.

Sometimes seas are calm and so a few strips remain flat.  

A stitcher simply can't resist adding a few stitches!
Think my first weaving is called Flotsom.
Perhaps tomorrow I'll do a Jetsom!

Stars and Frozen Stardust

Sitting quietly in the company of my boro piece.....
A star tapped me on the shoulder and asked to be included.
So stitching started on a small star.
As I laid down row upon row of satin stitch....
with another tap on the shoulder the star said 'weave me'!
Why hadn't I thought of that earlier?

It was so obvious....
woven cloth had played an important role in the basic make-up of the piece.

I see the hint of a moon looking on.

We woke to find frozen stardust crystals had been sprinkled all over our world.
They sparkled in the morning sun.

Quite amazing, haven't seen anything like that before.

It was as if the gods had spent the night

standing over us scraping away at a block of ice.

Homework

My sampler of techniques Jude is sharing with those of us taking her Boro class.
Darning, reusing and recycling
is surprisingly freeing.

Stitching Snow

Yesterday the sun's warmth
Started the first thaw of the winter...

But it is snowing and blowing again this morning.

It will be icy underneath this new layer of white.

Two Beginnings

In her Boro workshop, Jude has introduced the idea of weaving ombre style.....  

and I'm find this fascinating.

Today we had to venture out in a windy snowstorm and REALLY cold temperatures...

to the Dentist of all places.  

In his waiting room I started stitching on the rusty gate... 

My plan is not to add to the design and complicate things, 

but to add the texture of simple stitch...

This will be a slow meditative piece.
So far I am liking the narrow trails being left between the rows of stitch.