Heavy and dark with water, drip drying on the line out in the woods. I just finished hand-twisting the fringe and in the setting-wash I decided to add some tea bags with some vinegar to fix. I didn’t really “boil it in” so it would be just a slight effect if anything at all, trying to soften the contrasts some, to make it more like an “auld tartan”. Probably later today this will be completely finished, ends trimmed off, photographed, but instead of folding it up and putting it in the drawer of woven scarves, I will then personally deliver it to its new home. It was with me for about ten days; a blink of existence in the weaver’s life, and I am only grateful I got to weave it and give it to a home that will give it the appreciation it deserves, draped invitingly on a chair in front of a woodstove, in a 100 year old cabin just down the road from me, and which I visit often. Yes, there it will be appreciated a lot, even by me when I visit.

Posting tomorrow, the finished scarf with weaving notes, so watch this space!