Every time a bell rings.

I’ve been thinking about angel wings this past week.  I thought I was all set to hook the wings on my Tombstone Angel rug.  Apparently, I was wrong.  I tried three different combinations of dusty lavenders and greens, which just didn’t work.  I love those colors together, so this was a bit disappointing.

Delving into my rather extensive wool stash, I came up with a series of mossy greens.  I hooked the lightest hue at the top of the wing and worked my way down. I looked at this for a few days to see if I liked it.  I do. Then the final tweak was to “reverse hook” the brown over-dyed wool that I had used between the feathers and replace it with some leftover off-white wool that I had spot-dyed with dark khaki for the German Shorthaired Pointer rug that I finished recently.  This echoes the pale marbled look of the angel’s face.

This past week, I was also aware of angel wings when our beagle-mix rescue, Benji, grew his wings and flew to the Rainbow Bridge.  This is always a painful thing to go through.  I have had many dogs in my life and it never gets any easier.  But he was sick for a long time and he told me he was ready to go.  I’ve put a photo below of him when he modeled for my Hutchinson-esque rug that I designed and hooked a few years ago.  Fly high, Benji.

This week I will finish hooking the Tombstone Angel rug and hopefully start the gift rug I want to hook. I’m not even settled on a design for that one, so I’d better get a move on.

There’s a lot of beauty out there and in the angels that fly around all us.

  I think she likes her wing.  One more to go!

I think she likes her wing.  One more to go!

  Benji is immortalized in my Hutchinson-esque rug.

Benji is immortalized in my Hutchinson-esque rug.

  Benji in his favorite pose.  

Benji in his favorite pose.