When I got home from work on Friday, headachey and wiped out from a long week, I found a box addressed to me. I wasted no time opening it – my family will attest that I didn’t even take off my coat before grabbing the scissors.
Inside, in addition to an array of deliciously edible items that never made it to the photo shoot, was a masterpiece:
My photography doesn’t begin to do it justice. It’s a decadent wool/silk scarf, woven by Ms. Joan on her rigid heddle loom. It is cuddly soft, and the colors sing to me.
I also found this lovely tapestry-style photo album and a card worthy of framing.
What better way to start the weekend than feeling the care and kindness of a friend?