Weaving in a time of war and chaos…following Tolkien's ideas of sub-creation in difficult times: "“Why should a man be scorned if, finding himself in prison, he tries to get out and go home? Or if, when he cannot do so, he thinks and talks about other topics than jailers and prison-walls? The world outside has not become less real because the prisoner cannot see it. In using escape in this way the critics have chosen the wrong word, and, what is more, they are confusing, not always by sincere error, the Escape of the Prisoner with the Flight of the Deserter.”
An odd occurrence, as I happened to get a photo of myself working on the back of loom, from the ever present mirrored doors of my closet.
On Fairy Stories is such a gold mine…
My mother can’t weave any more. I find that so sad. But love that picture of you. Glad you are still weaving and knitting and more.