I asked Maria this morning when the Fiber Chair would be finished, she said it would be done as soon as we stopped feeding hay to the animals – that would be a month or so. There would be no more baling wire. In the Fall, she said, she would start on another old chair, there are several upstairs in the barn.

It’s been an education to see Maria out there every morning, transforming this ratty old chair into something, a work of art. She sees things I do not see. But I see the Fiber Chair, and it is a beautiful thing, an organic work of art from the farm and of the farm.