This is for me a time of transition - not just because it is spring and the trees are starting to bud etc, but because every year I go through this mental metamorphosis from someone who teaches part time at a community college and who spins and weaves the rest of the time, to someone who hitchhikes to the west coast and back again.
It is a transition from some sense of normalcy or at least a life that has a discernible rhythm to it – to one where I am never sure where I am going to sleep that night and what the next day will bring.
So this blog is at least initially about that transition. It is about the joys of taking a fleece and turning it into a rug or a wall hanging. It is about the shedding one skin and letting another one shine through. It is about the constant process of learning and teaching.