I find myself looping back to the beginning.
Back to my childhood.
Age 7. Moving to the countryside. Age 10. Rearing two little sock lambs. My wonderful mother teaching herself to spin and dye and weave.
I am following a deep instinct to learn from her. To learn to slow down, immerse myself in the labour of weaving.
Becoming a part, in a small way, of an ancient wisdom.
