I didn't realize how long that dummy warp had been on her, but when I was removing everything, I realized that I had tied on a couple of times and had three sets of knots. No wonder the tension was interesting. I now have a blank canvas, so to speak.
And I have a roll of placemats to be washed, dried and cut apart. They're so stiff at this point that it's like trying to stuff corrugated cardboard into the washing machine.
These are the additional sets that I just finished and will be taking to the Artists Coop on Wednesday for the Christmas Sale.
I'm also taking hats. I needed a basket to told them but since I'm not going into town in time to buy one, I made a "basket" out of a Trader Joe's paper sack. How's that for recycling?
I have been wracking my brain for labels. Each item has to be clearly tagged with our name, specific information, a number and price. I drove in yesterday for church and my swim and then raced home for a memorial service, but grabbed these industrial manilla labels on my way out of town.
I ordered the white sticky-back labels a couple of years ago for my soap and was terribly disappointed when they arrived on stark white background. I had failed to note sepia for the ground so haven't been able to use them until now. It's a waste of most of the label, but it does give me a label with my name and there's room on the back for the rest of the information. Everything is ready and I am relieved.
Our protracted Indian summer has passed and winter is upon us again, with a low tonight of 22 predicted and a high of 44 for tomorrow. It's time to break out the woolies.
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