So many other things keep jumping onto my plate. One time about a hundred years ago, I whined to my friend Dayle, "I've got too much on my plate!" "So get a platter," she replied without missing a beat. Pragmatic she is.
And I thought I was going to get back to regular, daily sewing. And I still do.
I've done some sewing, working on a couple of baby quilts from strings. Putting borders on otherwise-finished projects. Finishing something that has been in progress for seventeen years (pic coming in a week or so)!
Been itching to start something entirely new. You know, the kind of thing where you go to the shop and buy a whole bunch of brand new fabrics and forget you have those scrap bins. But my main store hasn't scheduled a big sale lately, and even if they did, I'm finding that they aren't carrying the kinds of things my taste has been running to.
Then the other day my friend No-Blog-Sarah (hint! hint!) posted a picture of these fabrics on FB and I just sat there at the keyboard transfixed. And, you know what, I didn't even have to get out of my jammies and head to the shop. Because I got them from here, the place that makes 'em. The photo above is from their site.
They came this morning. By Priority Mail. All tied up together in a lovely stack. And, if possible, they are even more gorgeous up close and personal than they are in the photo. I've got a lot on my plate today. So I'm going to put it away and get out the platter. Because these babies are demanding to be fondled. Now.