Today I was winding yarn for a new batch of Artist’s Assortments when I had a moment…..The sunlight was pouring through the workshop window, a breeze sneaked through the propped-open door, laughter rang out at the front counter and I was merrily winding and drinking in the glorious colors all around me. It was truly a moment of grace – a grace note – in the midst of an ordinary day.
A glance around me revealed a TON of work to do, like copper beads and druzy’s to count and price…
Freshwater pearls (that were certainly delivered by mermaids) awaiting sparkling glass jars,
Silks and velvets to fold, just so,
Paternayan yarn to sort and inventory,
Hand-dyed yarns and beautiful batts, floaty marbled silks, and dreamy cottons all needing just the right projects to set them off.
It seems a dream, now. I wanted to share it here to be sure I never forget the power of color and texture in the midst of an ordinary day.