The Weaver Who Dyes Flames of dye anoint Roving weft illuminates What warp embodies You emerge from roots, berries, bark, leaves, grasping mounds of black walnut earth, saffron rags and wool Your indigo thoughts merge, forming circles of roving around stone You enter the stream of your loom: hand deftly pitches shuttle to hand, hands […]
Where have all the flowers gone !
Kabira suggested marigolds Where? Why not everywhere! So we did and they are everywhere Even in the pot Making Yellows, Gold’s, Greens, SO any more suggestions?
