Bill and the Batiks, Part Two
Spoke too soon. For guess what started coming down Near Philadelphia around eleven this morning? Yup. Great big floppy snowflakes. The students freaked and some nervous preschool parents even phoned to see if we were closing early. The snowflakes, meanwhile, had no idea why they'd come in the first place. They'd heard something about a World Series, I suppose . . . .
The batiks. Oh, my. Can't get enough of 'em. The blocks go together quickly and making them is kind of like eating peanuts. You know, "Just one." Hah! Before I took this picture, "just one" had morphed into four without batting an eye.
Being home alone, it is taking me a little longer to fall asleep at night. Last night as Bodacious and I tried to get warm, I started thinking about the Sister's Choice block and my Civil War FQs and a plan formed. I've told myself I simply have to clean up the "studio" before I start cutting anything new.
Will power not being my strong suit, we'll see.
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