The pit weaver of Oman – A traveling Quilters Joy.

We were welcomed into their house. The entire family assembled to meet us. Father and two of the sons showed us the weaving, but I sort of lost something in the translation. I don’t think the Father is doing it any more because of his poor eyesight.
We were ushered into the main room of the house which was painted bright yellow. Around the 4 walls as sumptuous seating.

A special Day

I can't believe my luck as I sit in this mini bus on this a most perfect day. There isn't a cloud in the sky. It's hot ( around 30 deg ) We're driving along a road that clings to the side of huge limestone mountain ridge. The sea, blue, glazed and pristine is on…