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Soon followed by MORE...
Making a ragrug is a nice dumb project in the middle of winter when it's too cold to go anywhere and you're stuck indoors. And at this time of year, I am especially drawn to them because they remind me of the sun and everything that orbits it. I miss the sun. I miss long days. I miss being outside whenever I feel like being outside. Although I do enjoy all seasons, winter would be so much nicer if, oh...the sun could stay up until 9 pm (10 pm would be even nicer). I go through this every single year and every year I store in my head that this must be the darkest, gloomiest winter yet. I want my sun back!
So in the meantime, while I wait for more daylight (which will take a lonnnnng time because today is just 38 seconds longer than yesterday), I'll look for my sun wherever I can find it-even if it's in a rug.
I was working on this particular rug a while back and then put it aside because I was not enthused with how it was turning out. It's a perfectly lovely start. It just didn't make me happy when I looked at it. Then I realized, based on my color choices, I was making a ragrug that didn't look like the sun. This particular rug looked like a black hole, a burnt out star. I suppose it's a good thing to figure out what one is actually reacting to....but you know, this poor rug is still waiting to get finished (and only a couple rows to go!). Maybe I'll finish it this spring...when I'm outdoors and under the real sun again.
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Violet could care less about all this angst about ragrug solar systems. So much fuss when if you wait patiently for a certain part of every day, the sun might, just might, come look for you.