Weaverly

I collected as many pincushions as I could find for an impromptu group portrait. The felt ones were purchased on Etsy, the handwoven ones are scraps of my own fabrics, and the one nestled permanently in its own ply-split basket (my one foray into ply-splitting) is my own creation. Why so many pincushions? Well, I try to keep one at each loom for the repair of broken warp ends, and of course one at my sewing machine, And one shows up next to my favorite chair when I am doing an evening of mending or hemming. They are like a little family, each with its own history, and I thought it would be fun to gather them together in this season of Thanksgiving.