So. I hear you asking, “What has taken over Beweaver??” She is running wild. And tis true. And while in some ways it’s awesome, in other ways it’s a bit uncomfortable. And I’ve found myself thinking the last few days that there must be a way to harness all this sexual energy that has no real fun place to go and use it for something…

Every night when I get home I’m driven to create. I’m busy from the moment I walk in the door until my head hits the pillow.

Last night was metalwork. I began cutting out the elements for some of my metal pieces that will be either incorporated into a textile piece of some kind or stand on their own as gifts. Lots of sawing. up down up down in out in out, er… Sorry…

Freaked the cat out, all that frantic sawing. She hid in the bedroom all evening. Nuf said.

Picked up the Wheel of the Year project and am working hard (she said hard) on finishing Imbolg with Mabon in the queue. Have a new cloth for the mantle, lovely butter yellow linen with green running stitches. At some point it will have vines on it length wise but for now I need it on the mantle more than in my hands.
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