It’s been really cold where I live, but we don’t get snow near the coast. I’ve always thought this to be both a good thing (I fall over enough as it is) and a bad thing (I adore snow and freezing temperatures), but it also means I’m ignorant about life in a snowy place.
My mum (equally ignorant about snowy places) said the other day, that her theory on why so many people in certain parts of North America weave, is that it snows a lot. I thought that was very funny, but it actually makes a kind of sense.
Getting a big loom set up for a complex pattern can take hours. When do hours matter least? When the weather outside is so bad that you are pretty much stuck in your house!
I’m sure there are other reasons for the big community of weavers there, but I like the idea that snow might be responsible for keeping a tradition alive.