Tuesday, May 25, 2010
If It Smells Like Pine-Sol...
...I must have been basting.
Using hairspray to spray baste means I have to clean the floor afterward. No big deal, really. What's a couple more minutes on my hands and knees?
I started this table runner in February. The fabric had been in my stash for a looooong time, and I just wanted something I could practice stippling on.
Well, it got set aside, but I dug it out the other day, determined to finish at least a couple more UFOs or WIPs or whatever you want to call them. Unfinished bid-ness.
Plus, all that free-motion quilting practice I was going to be doing? Yeah, right. It hasn't happened. At all. This table runner will be official practice. I hope I have sufficiently lowered your expectations.
Gotta work this afternoon and evening, but I'm hoping to get it quilted tomorrow and bound on Thursday. That's the plan, man.
Do you read Post Secret? I had to smile at this postcard this week. That would have been good to know when I was 16 with no prom date in sight. I like the email comment somebody added on the main page too.
And these gals are looking good this week, head and shoulders above the other flowers:
ephemeral garden guests.
(c) PPH (that's me), 2004