All In a Day's Work

The batch of yellow came out beautifully. I was very pleased with it. The color turned out cheerful, bright, and still not too bright. It is easy to make yellow too bright if you are not careful, and even I mess it up sometimes. This yellow turned out with the warmth of a spring day. I think the woman, Yamka, will be pleased with the result. I dyed the ribbon for her, and I dyed a batch of thread large enough for the blanket for Cana's daughter. I am looking forward to getting started on that project. I hope that she realizes that it takes time for a blanket to be woven.

Quality just takes time. I learned that when I was younger. If you want the weave to be good, strong, and true you take the time to make it so. It is the same thing with life, I think. Anything worth doing is just worth taking the time to do it right. I have been invited to visit the first fires, and I will make my way there today or tonight. It has been worth the time to make sure that each step of this process is done right. This is one path that it will not do well to take a misstep on.

Things in the outter wagons are tense. There was a death. A murder really. The men are more watchful of the women, even those that are not of their wagon or family. It is to be expected. I can't imagine what the man who lost his woman is going through. I, like many of the women, have sent over food for him. It seems a simple thing, but when one is grieving they forget to eat. We are one people, we are one Tribe. I wish it could be more that we do in this time for him, but we do what we are able. I just hope that the Skies will bring him peace at some point.