I thought I had acquired a reasonably-priced loom for weaving, but what it has turned out to be is an expensive cat toy.
Our new kitten, Ratha, is a barn-cat-turned-house-cat I brought home from Anna Harvey's farm on Saturday, after the Ranch Day event.
Fiber activities will be a particular challenge for awhile, I imagine. I remember from my childhood the boogie-woogie piano tune "Kitten on the Keys" (one my dad used to play) and am inspired to compose "Kitten on the Treadles."
As I write this, she is taking a break from exploring my fiber tools and sleeping in her new bed, which I made from a felted wool sweater. I found the directions to making this clever design on the web and, of course, stuffed it with washed, Jacob sheep wool.
After your exploring stage, will you grow to be a good studio cat, Ratha?
Sure glad I moved the baskets of wool from the floor to hanging from the beams!