June 3rd, 2020
Before I went to the loom this morning I sat and mused,
as I lingered over coffee...
Mused about the passage of time
and where I now exists on its line
between birth and death.
Well, I am naturally more involved
with the "now", rather than with
what may come (what 'inevitably' may come!)
The breakfast table
is right next to my book shelves...
I would like to call it a library
but the books are not that well organized..
I picked out three, randomly,
and leafed through them as I lingered
over my second cup of coffee.
"The Human Revolution" by Ashley Montague....
a book that fascinated me fifty
(or maybe sixty) years ago.
It, along with Loren Eiseley's "Firmament of Time"
melded and influenced much of my thinking in those days
when I came rather late to asking so many
questions about life ....
The third book was "Handwoven Laces" by Donna Muller
and it represents the path my mind followed
when I took up weaving seriously.
I am eternally grateful that I was so drawn.
I cannot complain about being alone
as our children are close, physically and emotionally,
and I find they assuage the loneliness that so often
comes in old age, when you have lost your Beloved,
and there is nobody to discuss at the breakfast table,
the here's and where's and what's and so on!!!
However, the looms have kept the creative part
of my mind active and the actual day-to-day act of weaving
is sometimes even exciting!!!
It fills my time, and that is so important , (I think)
as one ages, and copes somehow with the loss of friends
and the means to be more mobile.....
I took two lovely silk and linen, blue and grey scarves
off the loom, - washed and pressed them -
and now I must go and twirl all the fringes!!!
