2ktog

I have a hard time believing that knitted and crocheted things are really fabric. Sure, they have drape, weight, and can be used for all the same things that fabric can, but to me they are just what happens when you leave hands and yarn unsupervised.
Something about woven things feels like real, bonafide fabric. Maybe it's because you can take gorgeous macro shots like this, and not see any holes:

These have been done forever, yo. My mom's birthday has come and gone. My dad had a mini-stroke the next day, so the last thing on my mind was sending these. However, dad is fine now, and I'm starting to feel that "I need to mail this" guilt.

One of these things is not like the others: I ran out of warp, and then I forgot the ratio of warp yarns, so I have one that has more silk ribbon, is much drapier, and looks different.

However, I've added to this project. I want to crochet napkin rings out of the remaining ribbon, sew some matching beads to them, and then (gulp) sew some napkins. I am so intimidated. Now I finally have an ironing board, so I don't have any excuse. I also bought the fabric.

All in all, I really loved making these, and I want to weave again.

Here's a bonus. The AZ human society is getting 110 cats per day! I had to do something. I hooked up with a woman who takes in kittens too young for the shelter, and now I'm fostering one of her older litters.