Restless Knitter

When I got back from SAFF, I was exhausted. After the initial tiredness wore off, I couldn’t decide if I wanted to knit with my new yarn or play with the loom. I opted for the simplest of options, playing with the small square loom. If I wasn’t a slacker, you’d see a picture here of yarn squares. Maybe later. I finally settled in on weaving. Oh. My. Dog. What fun!

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Clearly I have some tension issues, and some were intentional, but look at those edges. Much better than my first attempts back in the spring. Amazing what an actual shuttle will accomplish, versus yarn wrapped around a paint stick.

Uh oh, what’s that? That thing on the left.

This is a broken warp thread. And if one was going to break, you know it was going to be the one on the very edge. How rude. I pinned it like I was supposed to and carried on. I haven’t attempted to sew it in yet because I’m a big pansy little intimidated by it.

I’m all excited about the weaving. It just so happens that the Southern California Handweavers’ Guild Weaving and Fiber Festival was this weekend. Guess who went.

They stamp your hand with a sheep as proof you paid your admission I didn’t come out of there empty handed. It seems no matter who you talk to, they tell you that A Handweaver’s Pattern Book is THE 4 harness book to have. And now I have it. I also bought 2 small cones of 8/2 tencel, one in black and one in blue, a used shuttle, and 2 large cones ($4 each, whee) of yarns that will be good to practice with.

Armed with my new yarn, I carefully put the warp on the loom, taking extreme care to get it on evenly. I think I did a decent job this time but I don’t usually see my tension issue until I’ve woven for a bit and started winding it forward. Unfortunately, I won’t know how I did for at least a couple of days. Because, see this?

It’s supposed to be here

Waahhh! I called to order new… uh… leather-only-it’s-not-leather-anymore and with the time difference, Harrisville is closed. Sonofaturtle! (You all know that wasn’t the phrase that came out of my mouth when the harness came crashing down.)

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