Post Election Day

I have been sewing and have a project helper. While I sewed everything I wore for almost half my life and thought I could pick up where I left off, well - fabrics and threads have changed. This is just about the only fabric I bought from Mood that's 100% cotton. I went to my local fabric store and discovered that this green is not a thread color. I came home with the closest match and realized as I fought through the project that the thread is 100% polyester. Good thing this crone had her familiar. This was a bad gig.
I'm also still working on my rosepath sampler. I finished my 5" of this pattern and was thoroughly disappointed at how the pretty lavender was grayed out, so much so, that I took a picture of the bobbin with the weave. I was finished for the day and in reviewing Davison's book to see what I'd work on the next day, I noticed something.
The book is old, and I've found the illustra-
tions to be difficult to read. I had completely missed that she had inserted a change in tie-up. What she had intended is very interesting and not blah at all - these two are the same treadling, different tie-ups. It was a great unintended learning opportunity for me to see what a difference a tie-up can make.
The twisted bout is wreaking havoc on my right selvedge. Until I can under-
stand how I'm inserting this twist, I'm afraid I'll have to revert to front-to-back warping. I know that this isn't the optimum method, but since I don't have a genie and don't know how this happens, it's a case of - oh well.
I've had some really cool "aha" moments. I'm up to #13 of the 16 samples and can see why weaving samples is important. I know I should have done it years ago. I've never understood what the difference between warp-face and weft-face weaves is. I was just finishing here today when I realized that these are weft face. I think I get it.
I went over to Mim's after lunch today, just to visit and hang out in her "womb room." She has this wonderful space that's her fiber-woman cave. I need to visit every now and then. I put my stuff in the car afterward and we paid a visit to Simon, her new guard dog.
I know this is a weird picture, but we were trying to get a picture of the size of his feet. He's only six months old. I had asked her once if he was growing into his feet and she said no, his feet are still growing!
Check out the size of his leg - good grief. He's to be a 160 pounds at maturity. I've never met a guard dog like him. He's gentle and playful, happy to see you and yet doesn't display separation anxiety when you walk away. He differs from the traditional Great Pyrannies in that he doesn't have a desire to roam over large areas. I think she found a winner. Some Armenian breed - don't ask.
Mim was playing around with my camera and shot this. It's a peaceful picture and it was a peaceful kind of day.