Among the many interesting sights at the Foxfire Museum yesterday was the studio of Sharon Grist, known as The Village Weaver. Housed in The Tiger House, Sharon's working environment is an organic part of the Foxfire Center. She weaves, spins, dyes, and sells her weaving here. It's such fun to watch a production weaver at work. Not a wasted motion. Everything is smooth and fluid. At the low light levels in Tiger House on this gloomy day, Sharon's hands outpaced the slow shutter speeds I was forced to use, but the blur is an indication of her weaving motions.
In another Foxfire building, the display of handmade toys and other folk art kept our group of ten photographers busy while the rains continued ouside. My special favorite is this doll family and their oatmeal box cradle. Friend Greg said I would get a better shot if I lay down on the floor, and he was right. But I did need a bit of help getting back up.
A puddle collected in a sawed-off stump reflected the sky here:
And I was attracted to all the diagonals in this barn door:
Here's one of the photographers in our group (you may recognize him):
I can't end today without mentioning that softball season has started. Here is the umpire giving last minute instructions (love the socks). Mary Beth's restaurant is their sponsor. Our gal is #2.