My books arrived and my quilts came home.
13 quilts and a pincushion, which you can barely see on top.
One of my friends wrote this to me, "Congrats on the birthin' of this baby,
I know it was a long labor for you."
You can preview the book here at the Kansas City Star Pickledish Store.
Hope you like it.
I feel free to a certain extent...you know how it is when you finish a project and you are so happy with your project, and so glad to be done, you can't wait to start something new,
but you can't decide on what to do!
That is me to a tee these days. I have time to plan, to sew, to work, but again, on what???
I'm busy with my mom and her care, hand sewing at her house in the evenings. When I'm there with her during the day, I'm cleaning her closets and, ugh, the garage. My parents saved everything from their 72 year marriage, and I do mean everything!
During the day when I'm at home, well, I dart from one quilting thing to another. Lizzie would have called it, "knocking around"; I call it "messing around", but the meaning is the same...busy with a whole lot but nothing accomplished! Maybe it is just a lack of focus. The one thing I haven't done with my free time is clean the sewing room....too depressing a thought. Yet, I know one of these days the mood will hit me and I'll tackle that awful, jam-packed room!
Until next time,