Absence makes the heart grow fonder, no?
Maker Faire was exhausting and wonderful and I just needed to take the better part of a week off from absolutely everything.
I am lifted high up into the clouds on the feedback I received from gazers and customers, strangers and old friends. I am filled with new inspiration and ideas and ready…very ready, to take The Spun Monkey to the next level. C is out from work due to an old injury…time to ride the creative wave and fine-tune some solid lines of product. Consistent yardages, weights and large dyelots are in store. More locally-sourced fibers will be featured as soon as we get settled.
We played while I was away from the internets. We hiked, strolled through the newly re-opened Oakland Museum and took care of Papa while he recovered. Mostly, I left the camera at home. It’s been a very inwardly reflective kind of week and we have a pretty clear idea of where we’re headed next.
Next weekend will see us running away to Oregon for a little camping, a little poking around, some quality time with old friends…silly me, I would have scheduled our trip to coincide with the Black Sheep Gathering, but alas…anyone want to ride up with me for that???
Onward, to the ritual:
Seeing: Banana slugs! Long and skinny, short and fat, tiny and sweet as a button…we saw all manner of them in the redwoods today.
Hearing: The neighbors and their non-stop parties. Craving the quiet of life in the country.
Tasting: Honeysuckle. It abounds.
Smelling: Freshness after a hard rain.
Touching: Damp bark.
Feeling: Impatient. It’s time, it’s time.
More to come on the weekend, but yarns are trickling into the shop.