Is it a February thing? Or just a cosmic coincidence? I spent much of last week cleaning, organizing, and downstashing my sewing studio (I use the term very loosely as the space where I sew is simply one quarter of our lower level). Much of my fabric inventory lives in large Rubbermaid tubs, not beautifully displayed in color-coded stacks on open shelves. And I've never been the sort of person who puts everything away just right immediately after use. It gets, erm, untidy down there. What interests me right now is that some of the bloggers I follow have also been cleaning, organizing, and purging. Right at the same time. Is there some urge that comes upon a quilter once Groundhog Day is past, that she must neaten and straighten?
Oh, well. In the process, I came across a very small ziplock bag that contained sixteen squares that finished at three inches, all pieced from hand-dye scraps. Left over from a baby quilt a year or two ago, I'd forgotten I had them.
Once the former disaster of a studio was semi-respectable (I still have that big metal cabinet and the drawers and small shelves to deal with), I rewarded myself by making another baby quilt from the blocks. Now that it is finished, I wish that I'd made those colorful border stones smaller, one inch finished rather than two. As I sit here typing this, I'm considering taking them out and doing just that. We'll see.