I do miss weaving.

I quit just as we moved in here, this cabin in the woods. A very enthusiastic young lady took my loom and generous supplies. She said she'd send a photo of it set up, but nothing ever showed.

Now I have empty pastures waiting for...something. Maybe this time, I start with sheep, then rebuy a spinning wheel, then refind a workhorse loom...

Or...just find a small house in Mexico and spend my days riding my horse around in the sunshine foraging herbs for my apothecary.

Either could happen.