Today's tasks are many.
I'm reconciling my checkbook, with great joy and cheerfulness of course; trying to get things cleaned up after feeling somewhat under the weather this past week; catching up with the ironing; and sundry other things, including dreaming about my projects.
I had to stop what I was doing to tell you all about it.
When I left my reconciliation (that sounds like it was a sacrament, but it really, really wasn't) to take a picture of part of my fabric stash in the pantry, I saw that I had left a shirt halfway ironed.
However, it's still there.
I think I hinted to you that I needed some life in my stash.
How's this? CUTENESS!!
Meanwhile, as this synapse-firing pile of excitement was taking its time getting to its mama, (something about the UPS driver, who was averaging one delivery a day in the weeks before Christmas, not being able to find our road, suddenly), I did manage to go through my piles of fabric and remove all the pieces that are just too small to do anything much with.
I was desperate. I had to have some handwork for the hours I sit around waiting for Miss B!
A couple of dance lessons' worth of making into strips (and smaller) later, and voila! a patchy project to keep me on my game while I find time to sit at the machine and sew Rosie's quilt top together.
I've been wanting to make this kind of quilt for a while. Of course, as I'm doing it I'm thinking about all the other ways to use scraps, but I have a feeling that I will always have the opportunity to try something else out. If my synapses hold out.
Here's how far I've gotten.
I like having something that doesn't have a deadline or a promise attached to it. I'm not even thinking about values or placement, other than the red in the center. I have my scrap bag and I don't have to worry about the pattern -- I can just grab it and go!
And my stash is feeling better too :) (This is only one side...one of these days I will show you the whole thing -- maybe after I dig the ironing out!)
Back to catching up...