While there was still daylight yesterday, I got this far.
Even though I lost the cross (Bad words! bad words!), I was able to somehow reconstruct it and completed the beaming.
And the threading and sleying.
And then a pause to enjoy the sunset hour.
And then the wonderful first throwing of the shuttle. All on the next-to-shortest day of the year.
There was no way to know exactly how the colors would weave up because I did no sampling for this warp (bad doggie, bad doggie!).
Nevertheless, I am happy with the result
Yes, magic, every time. That's what I love about weaving.
Department of Books:
I have just finished reading Black River by Nilanjana Roy.