i DID weave. i wove in Cloth to Cloth. I wove the Daughter Cloth. Had to stand on a ladder to do it. Maybe what we might call a Twin size Coverlet. So…i learned a little weaving. 2011.
And in the new Considering Weave Diaries, Jude Hill Spirit Cloth, i am looking. listening. Considering. I am Considering. yes.
bindweed weaves it's self to everything here, weaves Everything to Everything. Over/Under/Around/Over Under Around.
bird nests, even for the departed
the cucumber trellis, which i have moved to make way for the new Goat Corridor. Maybe i might weave it STRONG in the case that i leave….Strong enough to take with me, if i
travel
then the holes in the Oasis fencing in the Way Back from when Arctica has gotten her horns stuck and i needed to cut the wire of the fencing….. here…mended with copper wire in a sloppy way…maybe i might Weave them well, with mindfulness.
that Whole Oasis fence could use Weaving with the coyote sticks. Maybe that.
But there's too much stuff that requires weaving in from day to day to really make room for NewWeaving? I think? ….. I think? This week, a new dog will be woven in, probably. Because old dear Chinche doesn't hear much anymore. and Old Women need a dog that hears well.
Thinking a Lot about Weaving. But not so much about threads on a loom. But rather stuff that life requires…my life, anyway.
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