Yesterday, I spent most of the day sorting and tidying up my sewing rooms. Fabric had been just shoved onto shelves when I unpacked it, and never really sorted or refolded. I want to get sewing – and couldn’t even imagine doing it with the state of the sewing room.
I love going through my fabric, refolding it, and finding pieces I’ve forgotten about. Yesterday was no exception. I also cleaned out a bag of “almost finished” pieces – and wow – I can get these done without too much work. This little quilt, the product of a swap back in Grande Prairie, Canada, is almost all quilted – just some of the flowers and the borders left to do.
And this Christmas wall hanging needs the quilting/machine applique finished. I should actually have it done for Christmas this year. I remember buying the pattern in St. John’s, Newfoundland, and thinking I’d make it for my sister and her children. They will be 20, 19 and 17 this Christmas… I guess I’ve waited too long.
This quilt has been on my design wall for a week – it was a mystery quilt from Muscat last year, and I am waiting for it to whisper back to me how it needs to be quilted. This one comes after the yellow flowers that will surely brighten up a dreary winter afternoon.
I went to a coffee morning today – decided it was time to have someone to talk to. I rode my bike – it had just finished raining. When I came out, it looked like it was clearing up again – but it didn’t. I felt quite “Norwegian” as I rode past the school yard where the children were playing in spite of the rain…… and very fit and virtuous.
Then the thunder roller, and the heavens opened. By the time I got home, I was drenched…. here is the scene in front of my garage as I huddled under the overhang, getting out my keys. Thanks goodness for the mud room downstairs.
The sun is shining now, and I’m inside, dried and warmed up – tummy full of soup, and I’m ready to sew.