Well, I, uh, was supposed to show up last Monday with marvelously entertaining tales from the summer that just sped by us. Since it is, as far as I can tell, no longer Monday, perhaps we are gaining a small understanding of why it is that I think a summer vacation that was fully 10 weeks long (well, minus a day, if you want to be strictly accurate) passed in the blink of an eye. That is to say-- as my eldest and most infuriatingly punctual child is regularly tempted to point out-- I occasionally demonstrate a faulty understanding of time. I prefer to think that I have such an advanced concept of the matter that I have evolved beyond the need for clocks and calendars. Unlike certain persons of limited imagination and understanding that I could mention. So far I have found very few people who see things my way, which often happens to those of us who seek to enlighten the world with such mind-blowing explanations.
To distract us all from this unfortunate topic, here is a picture of some yarn.
"Oh no!" I hear you groan. "Not more knitting!"
And you will be relieved to hear that all this fluff is instead destined for the loom. Not all in the same project, of course. I may (or may not, depending on enrollment) be teaching an introductory class in rigid heddle weaving. The yarn is intended for a sample of the first class project, a scarf. If I am super-speedy, I will make more than one scarf in order to demonstrate different fabrics and color effects etc. etc., and if I am as slow as usual, I will put the extra yarn away in the drawer and pull up some useful project pictures from Ravelry.
And that's all I have to say for today. I will be back