Feb 12
Originally uploaded by Dancing Crow.

I am liking the hand embroidery around the outside, but I should put it on before I fix the fabric to the postcard interior, the stiff interfacing. The stiffener is hard to pull needles through. (I know I’ve been knitting too much when I think about writing about kneedles.) The lines are just marker lines; I hadn’t realized how they echoed the grids from last month until I was looking at the picture here!

A barn day today. I realized it is hard to talk about horses and fiber in the same place. I don’t have so much to say about the horses. Part of it you don’t want to know (I clean 4 stalls). Probably because it is so physical, and hard to describe. Really, beyond “I rode well” or “I was sore and stiff and made the pony mad” there isn’t much that can be put into words.

I think that not a lot of physicality yields to description. You can dance something, or go for a run, but talking about it degenerates fast into poetry or babble.

I rode well, I had a good lesson, I had fun.