This weekend is an annual quilt retreat that many of my quilty pals are attending. When I got the notice of it in my e-mail box over a month ago, I knew I wouldn't feel right signing up for it because of the still-to-be-done outside projects here on ye ol' homestead. Maybe next year.
Papa Pea and I were going full force at one of those fall projects this morning when the light, scattered raindrops became steady and heavy enough that we had to come inside. The rain is supposed to stop in another hour so we'll try going out again then. (Mud boots, anyone?)
I found these five books on wool applique on sale on one of the quilting sites I haunt so whipped out my credit card and ordered them. Cannot wait to pour through them, mark the two or three (okay, fifteen or sixteen) projects I want to attempt, and spend unlimited time happily creating. I also ordered one book on straight line quilting that I'm sure I'll learn a lot from.
In an attempt to keep my sanity (or what I have left at this stage of the game), I have been squeezing in the odd few minutes or so making some Christmas and winter themed potholders to have ready as small gifts for this upcoming holiday season. I know it looks like a fabric explosion on my cutting table at the moment, but in looking through the fabric in my stash I kept coming across piece after piece I want to use.
We had friends from the Twin Cities visit us last Thursday. While the guys went out to do their "guy things," she was kind enough to give me a lesson on how she makes her one-of-a-kind greeting cards. She's been doing it for twenty-some years and creates at an advanced level, but she very kindly brought materials, stamps, cutters, embellishments, etc. that were easy for me to work with.
Above are the four cards I made (with excellent instruction from my friend) and I must admit I wouldn't mind at all jumping into this new-to-me craft with both feet . . . if I only had about twelve more hours in each day. For the time being, I'm forcing myself to tend to my knittin'. (And quilting.)
I just checked and the rain is still falling, so it may be a good idea for me to dive into an inside task that's on my list.
Let's see . . . should I clean the inside of my kitchen cabinets? Or attack the linen closet and hot water tank closet in the bathroom? There are always the bulging files in my desk that need to be gone through and reorganized. Or . . .
I could tiptoe into my quilt room,
tightly close the door and
hope nobody comes
looking for me.