…if I do say so myself. 🙂
This felted wool bag got its start back in August, when I bought the wool from a shop in Friday Harbor, San Juan Island. It’s crocheted, since I can do that without looking, and I worked on it when I watched the Olympics, and then during the presidential campaign speeches.
Yesterday I put it in the washing machine (inside a pillowcase), with a big towel to provide friction, and sent it through a couple of heavy-wash cycles (a front-loading machine doesn’t wreak the same damage as a traditional agitator), and got it to the size I wanted–about 1/2 the size I made it originally.
Now the only thing left is to pick a perfect closure. Shell? Bead?
Here’s a lovely luminary I picked up at the fair trade Christmas market at Rolling Bay Church this morning. This was made by an artist in Indianola, WA, but there were beautiful handmade goods from all over the world.
And here’s the lace-leaf Japanese maple paper I made yesterday, illuminated by the lace-leaf Japanese maple luminary: