Weaverly

Local Color

This morning, before it got up into the triple digits, I walked in the woods parallel to the Swamp Rabbit Trail. There's always something to see, whether you look up, or as in this case, down. 

These are not colors I usually choose, but today they appealed to me. I added them to a 4-shaft draft I am playing with. 

No true tabby here, but there could be a sort of m's and o's variation. Think about it.

A Puzzle

Which one of these is not like the others?

Clue: the first one is halvdräll, the final towel on this particular warp.

The second one is magnolia, rather late in its blossoming cycle.

And the third one is a jacquard sighting in a waiting room.

Answer: there is no answer. I'm just trying to cool off a little at the end of a very hot day in South Carolina.

 

 

 

Bruce snapped this picture of me at the loom. I didn't know he was there. He's sneaky that way. I love the picture because it reminds me of a carnival ride at dusk. 

And here's the front of the loom. The structure in process is halvdräll.