This day, today, my heart is hurting. I am feeling grief over the loss of so much work. I am one of those folks that has delayed reactions to loss as I am a "get up and let's do what needs to be done" kind of gal.
Over 1000 skeins of Sock yarn went to the dump. Over 700 skeins of Sport yarn went. And a good amount of Yowza, plus other stuff. Just a lot of work. You may think of it as yarn, but I think of it as evidence of my creativity and of my hard work. And not just my hard work, but the hard work of everyone who works with me. It was the only choice to make, but it doesn't make it easier...and that "body of work" will never be recreated in just that way ever again. Which is good, because it means I continue to grow and change....but damn. My mother would have said "Hell's bells and diddly damnation!" That was about the worse she ever cursed, but that meant that things were really messed up.
(If you are reading this and are wondering what happened, please go back a couple of blog entries for the explanation.)
I am dyeing a lot to get ready for Stitches Midwest, but my heart hurts today. There will be enough (as I believe God says to us)...just definitely not as much as I would have had.
Here's some fiber I dyed last week.
Then construction of the Cook Shed is occurring. Okay, we have been calling it the Chapel as my husband says it looks like a Wedding Chapel at this point. But this is where my gas burners will be so I can have cover year-round.
Another view of the Chapel: