Crow At The Loom

Day 30: Substantial progress is being made! My little helper was content yesterday to relax in his box (a USPS medium flat-rate into which he barely fits now) while I completed the fifth of seven colours on the last of three 68" tablecloth panels. Each colour consists of 9.5 small motifs, and Merry allowed me to work almost a full colour before my shoulders gave out. Sometimes he watched as the jacks rose and fell, intrigued by the motion but knowing he'd be exiled if he got too curious, but mostly, he was lulled to sleep by the gentle sounds of loom operation. Max (a countermarch) is so much quieter than my old loom! Weaving for me in any event is akin to meditation, especially when I get a good rhythm going. Likewise, Merry seemed to find it hypnotic. His eyelids grew heavier and heavier and his chin slid off the edge of the box, and then he curled up in a ball and began to snore, the very epitome of the weaver's cat in historic art. My next warp is already measured out, stretched on the warping board and ready to mount when the tablecloth is done. I don't know how much extra I'll have at the end of these panels (I always warp more than I need for a particular project), but it won't go to waste.