Weave Every Day

For the umpteenth time I am implementing a NEW plan.  This one involves keeping my small rigid heddle loom continually warped and actually weaving on it EVERY day.  

My first offering involved some silk yarn which I think is gorgeous but is miserable to knit with.  It became this scarf in less than a week.  

It's actually not completely finished.  The fringe has to be twisted and the ends knotted--I really hate doing that part.  

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Then, I warped up the loom again.  This time with some wool and silk Warping the rigid heddle loom is  f a s t  but it takes up the length of the family room.  Keeping the dogs out of the yarn is the hardest part of the process.

Here is the result of the second week's work--again not completed, fringe twisting to be supplied later.  

Meanwhile . . . The larger rigid heddle has been warped too.  The weaving here is not going so rapidly.  The secret to actually getting weaving done seems to be having it in the way so I work on it a bit every time I walk by.   Kelly has NOT agreed to let me move the big floor loom downstairs though.  

BUT wAiT, that's not all . . .

The plan continues well into its THIRD week.  This warp is yarn dyed by the very talented Denise of Lost City Knits.  The colorway is called  "primitive."  The weft is Ann spun yarn (that is handspun by me).  The roving for this was purchased from Donna of The Weavery at Indian Meridian, the color is "jungle fever." (actually that might not actually be the name--that might just be what I call it).  It was handy that the colors actually went together as well as the names of the colorways.  The handspun was chain plied to keep the colors distinct.  It was a surprise to me how evenly striped the woven scarf is as a result.  It is not exactly what I expected, but it seems to work.  

 The colors are quite washed out in the photo--they border on garish in person, but I like 'em.  

I've been playing with the BIG loom too.  Warp was measured and everything looked GREAT!!!  And the threads were evenly spaced and the colors were perfect.  I didn't buy any new yarn.  This was all stuff I had squirreled away.  I had visions of the jacket to be this yarn would become.  And then . . . 

I began winding the warp and threads began popping and breaking and I grabbed the scissors and  . . . 

There you have it--six yards of warp all tangled and nesting in the trash peaceably where it belongs.  Not ALL plans work out.