DH has gone on a gruelling winter “boy’s” trek up to a cabin that we go to sometime. It requires skiing and snowshoeing to make a trail into a snowy mountain pass. He’ll be home on Monday. Even the dog (male) has gone on this trip. So I get to do whatever I want for the next two days! I love having time alone at home. It doesn’t happen often.
Not much sewing lately. I made this holder for my measuring spoons as I got tired of never being able to find them in the drawer.
Not much mail either. I received my December hexie from Toni. Another lovely hexie and look at how those stripes line up! Amazing! Thanks Toni. She also sent me a cute button snowman.
Sorry this is not the greatest picture. I joined up with Angela to do the two month fabric diet – trying to limit myself to using the fabric I already own. So what did I do? I went out and spent double my two month fabric budget on a new camera! It’s just a day old and I’m learning how to use it.
I am interested by the fact that the two hexies I’ve received so far in the Inchy Hexie Swap have been in the blue/green colour range. I wonder if this will be the trend…..not that it’s a problem, just interesting.
I sent this hexie to Maria in Denmark for the January hexie….She asked for strong colours…you know I LOVE to play with strong colours…
I’ve just started reading At Home; A Short History of Private Life by Bill Bryson. I love his writing; it is so interesting and humorous. Here are a couple of short excerpts I have to pass along. The first chapter is setting the stage for the book by talking about The Great Exhibition in London in 1851. The first excerpt from page 22 is for DD # 2 in Newfoundland.
“Not all displays were equally scintillating. Newfoundland devoted the whole of its exhibition area to the history and manufacture of cod liver oil, and so became an oasis of tranquillity, much appreciated by those who sought relief from the pressing throngs.”
The second excerpt, also from page 22, is for all you quilters and sewers…
“Elias Howe’s sewing machine dazzled the ladies and held out the impossible promise that one of the great drudge pastimes of domestic life could actually be made exciting and fun.”
And with that I must go sew….I hear some goats bleating for me.