Many Too Few

These last many days (yes! poor grammar!) have both flown by and bled together, they seem as one. Get up, tea, breakfast, settle in and work, make dinner, go to bed, get up and do it all over again. A brief respite for Spindle Camp IV:


Spindle Camp is less of a break, but rather more of the same, with company! Good company, a bit of wine and a lot of spinning:



Busy. Productive. Tamping down the panic that there will not be enough time.

There is always enough time. All The Things may not get done in the amount of time allotted. That just means they are not to be.

Now? I must away. Plying today, plus warping and then: spin some more.

The light at the end of the tunnel? Soon, I will get to see these two faces in person!