On November 1, 2015, Diane delivered her Gilmore loom to me (because she bought her retirement loom). One year later, I'm hooked.
I took a weaving class last winter to learn the basics and have spent most of the past year exploring on my own. I've churned out a few scarves, many samples, and a dozen or so dish towels.
Really, the past year has been about making a weaver more than about making anything specific. When work took over my life this summer and the project on the loom needed brain, progress stopped. Only when faced with the need for a hostess gift did I finish that batch of towels.
Since it's November and I really do want to write again, I'm challenging myself to post every day and then to try to stick with the habit of exercising that writing muscle regularly after November. Most posts will be about my usual topics--what I'm making or where I'm visiting--with a few recipes and other thoughts tossed in for fun.
Right now, I've got to run off curl (because weaving and spinning are weird enough hobbies). Talk to you tomorrow.