[gallery link="file" columns="2"] As fake spring receded and real New England spring arrived (chilly, windy, lower 50’s), I wanted to cling to hope by making a Spring Scarf. I wove this while wearing my insulated coveralls and wooly scarf mind you.
[gallery link="file"] Alas! how few look back upon their youth, Who glean not from the past the unwelcome truth That Time, of stealthy step and pinion grey, Brings no new joy like that he takes away! ANNE S. BUSHBY, "A Letter from Home" Bummer! But I am
[gallery link="file" columns="2"] Life keeps throwing wrenches in my weaving! My mother-in-law has been in the hospital/now rehab for close to a month entailing many trips back and forth to Boston (she is getting much better - whew). My husband has