sounds like it would be a good name for the heroine of a Victorian novel but it is actually what I am imposing on myself. On Tuesday (May 9) I placed an order for a Wee Robin Traveler in curly maple. And now I wait. Not my best skill.
But it is lovely. I have long wanted a traveling wheel, have dabbled in looking at them. And then early at the MS&W ... well I was ill. I wasn't going to go. But I couldn't bear actually missing a year when I live less than 1/2 hour away. So I zipped up the road and arrived long before they opened. My first stop is always the same -- I buy a lovely woven basket, one a year. And there was Gilbert delivering a wheel to Lisa before their booths opened. And I fell in love. It is charming, beautifully designed, and has lovely curves and brass, betraying the boatbuilding experience of its designer. I would have ordered it then and there, but I had to decide between cherry and curly maple.
And I got my basket.
15 years ago
2 comments:
Oh WHY did you have to post a link to the Wee Robin???? I had just settled into a feeling of contentment and gratitude about my life, and now? Well, it's your fault is all I can say.
I have broad shoulders. Besides I'll get mine before you get yours :)
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