Bouquet of Fiber on a Snowy Day

I love color.  I think it started with my first box of crayons.  I particularly loved the big box of sixty-four – more colors to choose from.

Later I discovered yarn.  I could be content looking at all the rows of yarn arranged like the colors in a Crayola box in the local dime store.  Thus, texture and some knitting needles were added to the equation.

That was my childhood.  Many years later a loom took center stage.  This is now.  These pictures are from table runners I made. They are a combination of different colors, textures, and patterns into an assortment of table runners.

Weaving is slowing down though.  I still like to stay connected with fiber and have returned back to the yarns of my childhood through knitting mostly. (shown in another post)  Still, I linger back to the loom from time to time.

At one point I began Scottish plaid designs, learning a great deal in the process.

I’m thankful for all the wonderful friends I’ve met through my work with fiber.