looking out the back windows
looking down toward the house
Something happens when you live in the country a long time. You get accustomed to not seeing anyone every time you go in and out of the house. I know it's not just me because I have friends who have recently had projects going and they feel the same. I find it incredibly distracting and disturbing to have people working here. I just want them to hurry up and let me have my space and privacy back. So, now the problem is that I'm mad when they don't show up to work and I'm mad when they are here and want them gone! It's a lose-lose situation! Oh well, I guess this falls under the category of no pain/no gain. I've waited more than 30 years to have a place of my own to work in and I don't suppose a few more weeks (please, not months!) will kill me.
I love so much about this building already. There are many, many windows for such a small structure and the light in there is wonderful. Plus, I sure can't complain about the views. It's sheep, alpacas and llamas in all directions. I can just picture myself in there spinning, weaving, dyeing, knitting. All of it and all of my "stuff" contained in one place instead of all over. No more dyeing in the barn aisle or on the garage porch. Yeah, for that!
looking from dye room toward kitchen
So, here is where we are today and I'm hoping very, very soon to have pictures of the finished project. (I'm having the same dilemma that Sara faced when she built her "wool house" last summer. Calling it a studio seems a little grandiose for the kinds of things I do, but so far I've not come up with anything better. Any suggestions?)