Now I've got a new loom that fits my room. It's the third loom that I've brought home--no, I don't keep them all like stray dogs, silly! I trade, and now I finally feel like Goldilocks with a "just right". This baby is much smaller than the beast (a 12-shaft LeClerc Nilart) that took up my entire room. This baby is a LeClerc Compact. Remembering Dave's advice from lo those many moons ago when I first dipped my toe into weaving, I decided on an 8-shaft. It is a true relief to have the room back; I spent an entire weekend rearranging it, moving furniture around, setting it up for my crafty (words and fiber) pursuits. Now I love being in my space again. I spend most of my days, when I'm not outside, in here, writing, weaving, spinning, reading, crocheting, knitting, painting.
Have I mentioned I love summer?