Isn't it interesting - how something can get under your skin and become a passion and not let you go? Isn't it interesting how fiber - of any kind - has that tendency to do that for those of us who love it? And isn't it interesting how it keeps being interesting, long after other things have lost their luster?
Sarah - would it be possible for us to still access the wonderful content from A Field Guide to Needlework in future?
It’s such a treasure trove of resources and would be a great loss if it’s no longer accessible - maybe once you have the new platform sorted - please 🙏😊
and how i love and wait for you missives. constantly looking for new fibers to play with. any experience with banana? wonder if you can harvest yourself? looks like a lovely soft fiber.
As always, your posts entertain and educate on all levels of existence. I don’t have milkweed growing at my country place. But a friend out here sees it every day as she walks her dog along the country road she lives on. I am beginning to hear milkweed whisper to me. Might be a time for this fiber and I to play to get to know each other. How strong is it for warp?
I gotta know - what beautiful part of this planet have you landed on. It is amazing what you have done with milkweed - something I've dismissed, but never will again.
I always get so excited when you show up in my mailbox. I love your ways with life and words, love your videos, think your sweet Beryl is precious, and even wish i knew milkweed. Thank you so much for lightening our lives.
Yay for Tuesdays, and gusseting with Sarah and Beryl! Is your tapestry planter one you wove on a box? ... Just got a copy of Weaving with Children some library had discarded. Lucky for me, too bad for their people.
Seeing the gusset in my mailbox brought a smile to my day. I love the videos of Beryl as you both explore the woods. So nice to be part of the adventure.
I love your drawings and existential musings, what a sweet combination full of good humor. Right now your posts are one way I nurture my relationship with nature. I used to live surrounded by wild nature, but now I’m forced to live in the suburbs. You know…there is amazing photography out of there of amazing nature, and I enjoy it, but it doesn’t really nourish me, not like your posts do. Your posts have an intimacy of soul and sensorial life that’s quite universal. They take me back to my days walking barefoot in the wild, wild foraging, also gardening, in places where plants have hearts and somehow talk to anyone who will listen, and even have the power to heal and save us when we’re lost. I miss those days, and your posts are a precious gift that keeps those days alive for me. Your videos, with Beryl taking in the forest, are the best! Thank you for sharing your life with us! I look forward to more.
I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE the woven words!
Isn't it interesting - how something can get under your skin and become a passion and not let you go? Isn't it interesting how fiber - of any kind - has that tendency to do that for those of us who love it? And isn't it interesting how it keeps being interesting, long after other things have lost their luster?
Adorable welcoming committee, 4 milkweed, pretty cool eh😘😊
Sarah - would it be possible for us to still access the wonderful content from A Field Guide to Needlework in future?
It’s such a treasure trove of resources and would be a great loss if it’s no longer accessible - maybe once you have the new platform sorted - please 🙏😊
and how i love and wait for you missives. constantly looking for new fibers to play with. any experience with banana? wonder if you can harvest yourself? looks like a lovely soft fiber.
As always, your posts entertain and educate on all levels of existence. I don’t have milkweed growing at my country place. But a friend out here sees it every day as she walks her dog along the country road she lives on. I am beginning to hear milkweed whisper to me. Might be a time for this fiber and I to play to get to know each other. How strong is it for warp?
Hang on, you made a planter out of a 20 year old tapestry? How did I miss that story? Photos, please.
I would love to know the Latin name of the plant you call milk weed as when I looked it up, I got a little pink flower
It looks to me like
Gomphocarpus physocarpus
enthusiasts in South Australia encourage it because butterflies love it (and their caterpillars devour it with enthusiasm).
Ah ok. Thankyou!
I gotta know - what beautiful part of this planet have you landed on. It is amazing what you have done with milkweed - something I've dismissed, but never will again.
I always get so excited when you show up in my mailbox. I love your ways with life and words, love your videos, think your sweet Beryl is precious, and even wish i knew milkweed. Thank you so much for lightening our lives.
That feeling of moving to a new location and finding plants you can identify. The earth provides. No tariffs, no taxes, and viola, you have fiber.
Yay for Tuesdays, and gusseting with Sarah and Beryl! Is your tapestry planter one you wove on a box? ... Just got a copy of Weaving with Children some library had discarded. Lucky for me, too bad for their people.
Seeing the gusset in my mailbox brought a smile to my day. I love the videos of Beryl as you both explore the woods. So nice to be part of the adventure.
The shimmering beauty of the fifth photo! Ophelia’s hair.
I love your drawings and existential musings, what a sweet combination full of good humor. Right now your posts are one way I nurture my relationship with nature. I used to live surrounded by wild nature, but now I’m forced to live in the suburbs. You know…there is amazing photography out of there of amazing nature, and I enjoy it, but it doesn’t really nourish me, not like your posts do. Your posts have an intimacy of soul and sensorial life that’s quite universal. They take me back to my days walking barefoot in the wild, wild foraging, also gardening, in places where plants have hearts and somehow talk to anyone who will listen, and even have the power to heal and save us when we’re lost. I miss those days, and your posts are a precious gift that keeps those days alive for me. Your videos, with Beryl taking in the forest, are the best! Thank you for sharing your life with us! I look forward to more.
Thank you 101 times!
The Gusset is indeed a balm for me and the reason that I joined Substack.
That wooded walk is heavenly!