I like to have a plan. This semester I took a class where there were no plans. I rolled with it as best I could, and while I wouldn't necessarily like to repeat the experience, it has turned out pretty swell. Prompted to dream up whatever we wanted, I chose log cabin blocks. We were supposed to explore our idea using two non-loom techniques and weaving (okay, so maybe there was a little bit of a plan). I did some knitting and some weaving, and somehow managed to avoid crocheting (I want to like crocheting, but I just hate it).
After the trip to Houston, I needed to present a proposal as to what I was going to make for my final project. Running on limited sleep, patience, and time, I was lost. I was in the backyard with the dogs, watching them like a helicopter mom because the fence is wimpy, the bunnies are so slow the dogs can catch them, and the squirrels are everywhere. To top it off, on the other side of the fence is a playground, so between rodents and children, there are too many distractions for the dogs. BINGO. Weave the fence. Create a visual barrier so the dogs won't kill any other living creature.
My proposal was less than convincing. I hadn't even really convinced myself. After a few weeks avoiding the project for fear that it would be a complete disaster, I finally gathered my materials and got down to it. WOW. I want more chain link fence.
|The beginning. Word to the wise, fence weaving is better suited to the warmer months.|
|One block done...|
|More blocks done...must keep going.|
|Also yawned on Maybe's face and it was scary.|