I think it is good to be busy. I fall in bed at night and don't wake up until morning. I have been binding rugs and making some things. I thought I would share some of them today. I have had this pattern for at least three years. For some reason I couldn't ever focus enough to figure it out. Yesterday, I thought today I would try it again. Here is my acorn from Crabapple Hill.
It is a pin cushion. I had so much fun and in fact I was glad no one could hear me as I chuckled as I made it. Making the leaves was fun too. It has a cute little needle case that goes with it but I have to make that today.
I finally finished this. I never know why I procrastinate. I think it could be the huffy dog I have. As soon as I pick up my sewing machine to get it out she gets this look on her face and sits so I can see her displeasure. She huffs and if I keep sewing she gets under my bed and ignores me the rest of the day.
I used the wool that I dyed the other day. As I was working with the wool I decided that my favorite medium is wool. I just love the way it feels when I sew with it.
One of my favorite things, a little key. I am a bit of a hoarder with it comes to skeleton keys. I was getting one out of my box and I thought I would show you my hoarder box.
When I made these boxes I kept one. I have it sitting on my desk and every so often I pick it up and go through it. This is what is on the inside.
Every time I go someplace I keep my eyes open for keys and small things that have something to do with sewing. I have found such neat things in places you wouldn't expect. I also ask every time I go into a antique store. Sort of my little quest.
Don't you just love that tiny thimble? I just love this box and every time I open it and I think of what my grand kids would think to see Grandma's box. I bet it would be like I still remember when my grand mother brought out her button box. It was a tin and it was filled to the top with old buttons. She made a button string for me and I would play with it for hours. I remember sitting outside on a swing that she had in her yard under the tall shade trees in the summer listening to the birds and feeling the cool grass under my feet as I moved back and forth slowly on the swing playing with that string of buttons. Thinking about all of the wonderful buttons in her box, as she sat on the porch, rocking so quietly and we would talk now and again, She always knew my thoughts or she would point out something I missed or she would tell me the name of a bird or a plant. Moments captured in thoughts that only now I remember.
I hope you have a wonderful day today. I have lots of things to do and lots of things to accomplish. As that poem goes by Robert Frost, " miles to go before I sleep."