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Thursday, April 17, 2008

One Morning...

I woke up old and without a brain.

I was reduced to rolling balls of thrums because
my brain had turned to this
Luckily I got the final two rugs completed before I woke in such a state, or non-state, depending on your point of view.
My spirit is a black void, much like this warp


Blogger DEEP END OF THE LOOM said...

WOW, I guess you finished your 12 coils?? LOL. That was a funny post so where are the spoils of the voided grey matter?

7:45 AM  
Blogger Marie said...

HMMMMMMMM, the spoils you ask? I suppose woven into something, maybe.
What is with the little squares with the red X on my blog? Can't open the pictures by clicking. Is this a new blogger problem or has my computer also lost her gray matter?

8:45 AM  
Blogger Charleen said...

Ha! I hear ya!

As far as the pictures...I can click on, and get a picture, for all of them except the last one (of the loom).

9:29 AM  
Blogger Sara said...

oh no! Come back Marie!

I wish I could offer you some of my extra brain cells, but I have none :(

12:52 PM  
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6:49 PM  
Blogger beadlizard said...

I have lots of extra brain cells I would happily share with you, if I could just FIND them!

Having part of the old ST clan over to supper tomorrow and wishing I could wave my magic wand and have you appear. Alfred's even bringing his lute!

PS Those rugs really are gorgeous. There is a certain je ne sais quois to household textiles that makes me feel as if the world is right side up.

10:55 AM  
Blogger Leigh said...

Too funny. Thanks for the grin.

2:49 PM  
Blogger Sharon said...

Oh you make me laugh, Marie. Because I'm healthy, I didn't realize I getting old until one birthday I work up, and there I was - old. No creeping up, just a fall off the cliff from middle to old age. My eyes fluttered while I was falling~

6:06 PM  

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