Some people think the mind is in the head and some think it’s in the heart. I don’t know where mine was today, it didn’t feel like it was anywhere in my body. I labored over the designs of these potholders not having any idea what they looked like as I was making them.
My hands moved and my eyes saw but my but it didn’t seem to register in the usual place.
So I just kept at it. It actually seemed the perfect thing to be doing in such a state. It’s not like I was using heavy machinery and could hurt myself.
I thought maybe they’d look different from what I’ve done in the past, but they don’t really. The only difference is that, except for the Paris Potholders, they all look different from each other. Usually when I make a batch of potholders they all look similar because of the colors and the fabrics I use.
I’m not sure what happened today, but I got done what I wanted to. Some of these will go to the Gift Shop at Samantha’s Cafe in Glens Falls and some are already sold. I’m not sure how many, but I don’t expect I’ll be able to figure that out today. I’ll wait until tomorrow when my mind is, hopefully, back where is usually it.