That's how I felt over today's public demonstrations at a local farmers market, for Spinning and Weaving Week and the spinning guild's 50th anniversary, which I was responsible for organizing. Despite my trepidations, everything went well, the guild members who participated enjoyed themselves, and we may have even picked up a few new prospects.
However. There are so many festivals this time of year around these parts that I think we can scrap Spinning and Weaving Week in the future. For example, there is a harvest festival next weekend that the spinning guild is kind of obligated to attend. We can do only so much.
Dyeing: I'm finished messing around with the Indian hemp dye experiment; separate post to follow.
Knitting: My SO's socks are at the cuff.
Spinning: More Romney.
Weaving: The tote bag project on the Ashford 24" rigid heddle is tied on the front beam. For today's event, I quickly warped up the SampleIt yesterday for a scarf and nearly finished it today.
While spinning or knitting, I sometimes listen to an audio book. I'm about 75% through Mark Twain by Ron Chernow, via the libaray app Libby. The problem is it is a L-O-N-G doorstop of a book, and I can check it out only three weeks at a time, and - how dare they! - other readers have holds on it which prevents me from renewing it. I think when my turn rolls around again, I should be able to finish it.
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