I wove this off the LeClerc. Nancy is going to help me learn to warp from the back this weekend and I needed to free up the loom. The bad news is that once again calculated the sett too tight. I think this was at 22 epi and probably should have been 16. Oh well. If I can weave a rug equivalent on the lightweight LeClerc, then I can weave one on my sturdy Gilmore. With that I am pleased. It was that miserable sticky llama yarn and the fabric is scratchy. At any sett, I don't think it could have been a scarf. Also, I finally figured out how to weave listening to my iPod and it was wonderful to weave to the music.
This can only become a bag. I've folded it in half here, but it speaks to me of denim. I have a pile of blue jeans in the top of my closet that I haven't been able to weed out. I know I'll never be a size 10 again but somehow those jeans are still up there, taking space. One pair is headed for a bag.
The last time Eddie tackled a car he ended up like this. Actually he ran into the side of the car, trying to herd it and a lug nut severed a vein in his leg. The gate was open, however briefly, and he managed to damage himself, almost to death. Ian was on the road to work and had to come back for us. I compressed the wound but ended up with so much blood on me that when we came out into our vet's waiting room, the people asked me if I was okay.
That was almost two years ago and Eddie has been a good boy ever since, until. Until last week when he decided he needed to herd Steve's truck. He streaked out under the fence and jumped out in front, and in spite of Steve having come to as close to a stop as one can have on gravel, Eddie managed to get a gouge in his side. And he's a licker, which is why he had to wear the cone last time. Ian plugged the hole - yet again.
And of course, he couldn't have done this on a normal business day. Ian had to drive him to the after-hours emergency vet, something I hadn't thought to budget for in our retirement considerations. We didn't see a choice. And the licking started, followed by the backfoot scratching.
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