One day, while Lee was chopping things down and carrying things around, I dragged some heavy concrete blocks from the fire pit to a tree and made a little bench. Then I found a small roll of wire fencing and placed it in a semicircle behind the bench. Then the kids and I began to gather sticks and branches and weave them through the fencing. It's not quite yard art, but it's a start.
There was a great bit on Tapestry, a local NPR program, about a woman who lives in Crestwood and weaves woolen fabric strips through burlap bags to make old fashioned rugs. It reminded me of the woman (I can't remember her name -- shame on me) at Pop's museum who worked the loom, her hands and feet moving in tandem to create intricate tapestries. I have two that were in Muv's house. They are beautiful, durable, and created using a tool that doesn't emit anything at all harmful -- now that's my kind of machine.
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I remember that lady too! The funny thing is that I was just thinking about her yesterday when we were at the wine festival and met two ladies spinning yarn and weaving rugs as part of the exhibition.
Spinning is mesmerizing, isn't it? Hey -- you're following me! Truth be told, I am really the one following you. Sometimes I worry about things like blog etiquette -- I try to learn from others such as yourself who have been doing it longer and better than I. I will try to figure out how to formally follow you as well. :)
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