I am finishing a whole series of rugs and for three days I have let myself feel this. I have let myself be in between. And it feels good, albeit a bit disjointed.
Instead of starting another rug immediately I worked on two writing projects that I am carrying out. I spent hours on them and I have a sense of accomplishment about that.You see when I put on a rug other things get neglected sometimes, especially writing.
But I think tomorrow is the day for beginning again. As it leaves me out of sorts to not have a rug on te go at home.
I feel at loose ends.
So I will start again. Tomorrow. A new design.
Some new tiny landscapes perhaps.
I will dream them up tonight.