Yesterday gale force winds blew out our unusually long, warm, and sunny autumn. It's comforting to get back to my katazome routine in anticipation of winter and to reminisce about my visit to Maine last week. The complicated geography of mid-coast Maine (Penobscot Bay) where my sister Fran lives has once again filled my imagination with woodland scenes, tidal coves and gray granite hills dappled with scarlet blueberry leaves. It is a quiet place that always replenishes my spirit.
Before leaving I tried my minnow pattern on some Japanese green wool purchased from John Marshall in August. It's just the right width off the bolt, as well as a fine weight, for runners.