Today I was lucky enough to go to Fibers West in Surrey in the Lower mainland of British Columbia.
I got to pick up my Master Weaver homework from my instructor Linda Wilson and have the chance to go over it. 94% over all my work. Which marking is both from the class room and homework completed.

I should say I am taking my Master Weaver through Olds College in Alberta ,Canada. Which I drive to each June to sit in class for 5 days and then you go home to complete about 150 hours of homework, all before May so that you can re register for the next level.

I have just completed level 3 and have booked in for level 4 :) such a happy dance having complete a level and hoping that there is enough people to run a class for June 2016.

I was also lucky enough to see my level 2 teacher Laura Fry. I have been lucky having such an inspirational lady in my life and a fountain of knowledge.
Laura Fry is a master weaver and one day I hope to be as well.

Do you know how many people it takes to make a master weaver. The list is endless. Why you may ask.

It takes your family and friends to give you support on your journey. While on your learning journey you then have your teachers which all teach in different ways. What ever the teacher is like they have to be able to help coach you even after being in the classroom. Then when you get home your back to family, friends and guild members.
So the number of people that help you while you are on your learning journey is endless. No matter what they say, it could be a question that they ask helps you understand something more.

Me well I have too many to mention, some are more special than others, but the special ones know who they are.
So when I have all my levels done it has been off the backs of lots of other people. All have helped in one way or another and all I am thankful to have in my life.



I purchased some fibers to spin :) yummy. I do not know what it will turn into when spun, but it is yummy.

Last night I got back to thinking on where my fiber addiction came from and who I should give credit to.

I remembered how my Grandmother had showed me how to crochet. At first it was just chaining a ball of yarn and then undoing it and re chaining.

After that she showed me how to crochet a simple granny square, which if you think about it my granny showed me how to do the granny square lol.

She was very limited in her knowledge as we all are when we start out with a new craft.

I was the kid that took my crochet to school and at breaks I would crochet my squares larger.
I made large squares for a long time and each weekend I would go to the local market to buy skeins of cheap acrylic yarn.

I would go home and wind each skein into a ball so that I could complete more large squares. I think I crocheted 6 to 8 large squares and joined them together into a large blanket.
Looking back they were bright in color and for a kid I think I did a good job. My family used the blankets all the time.

I had moved to Canada the year after my Mom passed away and was lucky to have her knitting needles which my father had given me. Along with the knitting needles I had the crochet hock my grandmother had given me.

I started making crocket blankets, not like when I was a kid. These ones I started off with lots of chains like I used to do as practice. Only this time I made the chains as wide as I wanted a blanket and then turned and single crocheted back. I continued in this fashion all the way.

These blankets were thicker than the ones I had made as a child. I made one each for our 3 boys and then a queen size one for our bed.

A couple of years later I found out that I was pregnant again and when our 4th son. When he was born I decided to crochet him a blanket for his bed when he was bigger. I used the crochet hock I had been given when I was 11 and had also used on the other blankets.
I was half was through making it when the head of the crochet hook came off. Crochet hocks were plastic back then unlike the metal ones you get now.
I was upset at the thought I could not finish the blanket with my grand mothers crochet hock at the start, but as in life things are not always made to last. I completed the blanket for my son and it too was used.

So I look back on my child hood with good thoughts on how my fiber addiction started and wish when I was younger I had asked more questions on how to do things, as if you don't ask you never find out.

I do believe my new blog is about my fiber addiction and how it has progressed over my 47 year of life lol.