They are all having fun.
These people are smarter than I am.
Tonight, December's first Friday, am I attending a fabulous soiree? Dining under candlelight? Listening to an obscure jazz quartet? Walking on a deserted beach with the one I love? Swilling eggnog? Nope; I'm cutting 1.25" strips from questionable fabric way-left-over from this UFO. And most of it qualifies as scraps, i.e., off-grain. That means ruffly to you non-fiber people.
My girl kitty, Lotus Blue, decided to step in for some much-needed quality control.
|Finally, a quilting angel has walked in|
|Let's give a nudge to the left!|
|Now that's looking a bit better!|
|Fog bank off Sunset Cliffs, December 3rd, 2010|