How Can I Miss You if You Don’t Go Away?


I love this quote, and laughed my head off when I first heard it, although I don’t know who came up with it.  That makes it all the more fun.  My younger sister was breathlessly laughing as she quoted this and other similar quotes, or samples of pseudo country song titles.  As with anything that makes us laugh, there is usually an element of truthful self-examination that allows us to laugh at ourselves where we would otherwise felt rebuffed or insulted.  Or maybe it represents a tiny wish we carry in our heads that we would never admit to. I would have loved to hear the preceding conversation!

I’m not sure you can say the same thing about cicadas. Every 17 years they make their appearance.  As luck would have it, I visited Jersey when they surfaced in 1996, and was exposed to the deadly but fascinating racket.  It prompted childhood memories of summers past. Fortunately when I visited Jersey again this year, in 2013, although it was time for them to join the party, I left before they made their grand entrance.  Not that I don’t like cicadas.  There is a compelling story – Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury – where they play an important role for the main character, Douglas.  Well worth the read.  So while I know that they can drive you crazy with their wings, they do have a role to play in our lives that isn’t always so bad.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAGuess who finally finished the “scarf” she was weaving?  Only it ended up becoming sachets, refillable, which were gifts for some special people in my life.  I have a few more.  For some reason I was able to cut it all into sections without too much trauma.  Well, it was for a good cause. The sewing part was easy once I figured out a pattern  where they could be reopened to replace the lavender when it runs out of scent.  Disposable tea bags keep the lavender in place.  After I had washed the superlamb and the wax that coated it, the fabric was actually pretty soft and had a comfortable drape.  Live and learn.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERARemember that shadow-weave class I took?  Well, I ended up with a pretty decent length of 5 inch wide fabric that screamed to have something done to it.  Here you see a square cut of the sample.  There was enough warp for 18 people to walk away with their own samples, and for me to have  eight extra squares to play around with.  There I went with the scissors again.  Some habit I picked up!


I am using a baseball stitch so that I don’t have too many overlaps and thick seams.  I’ll line it and make a purse.  The strap will require a bit more brainstorming.  Plumber’s line comes to mind.  Chains in JoAnn’s seem a little too heavy.  I still have the thrumms, so if I get really creative I can probably use they some way.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERANow before you get to thinking that all I weave is blue, remember that my favorite color is really grey.  Now I am working on weaving a blanket to someone else’s specifications, which is really scary, because usually if a project doesn’t come out for what I had envisioned, I can always find some other purpose.  Creative license.  In this case, the project is a volunteer effort called Ground Cover.  I hope that I will have a positive outcome.  I have 4 different colors that have to be woven separately, in 10 x 10 squares, then assembled to become part of an overall picture.  It’s really quite cool.  Where I have series of solid covers, I am weaving strips and I have two so far that have matched the correct dimensions.  Three more to go!

About vairarenbeth

Just another person on the planet earth. My name is Claudia, but I am also known as teacatweaves, and teacatweaver. An escapee from the corporate grind, my husband and I are in a new phase of life. Now I read, weave, spin, urban hike, knit, make bread and pasta from scratch, and discover new and exciting things to my heart's content. One sweet dream is a reference to the Beatles - "...Soon we'll be away from here, step on the gas and wipe that tear away. One sweet dream - be true..."
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