Someone discarded an Asian fabric star project at Thimbles, so I picked it up. That was at least 3 months ago.Yesterday I got it out, took it apart, flipped a couple of the pieces upside down, added my Sashiko scraps and replaced her inserted pieces with blue ones, stitched it with red perl cotton thread in a running stitch. I thought I would use it for the sides of a bag, but now I am thinking of something else. It will decide for itself what it wants to be. I'll wait.
The livestock and I have settled into a bedtime routine. I bring Joey indoors, and, once he figures he cannot beg me to let him out again, he settles on the bed.
|Joey curled up on the bed.|
|Rose watches, from the back of the loveseat, for offical bedtime.|
|Scooter in his little bed, on the floor, where he cannot bite anyone.|
|Rocky watches to see when I will settle down to sleep.|
|Sweet slumber for little Rocky.|
|My scarred back yard. Huge white pine is reduced to a stump.|
|Faded, but still fragrant, gardenia blossoms in a birdnest.|