Dog Days

No. Not that kind of dog day. You know the kind, when a steam bath greets you when you open the front door. Ugh. It's nasty out there. Poor Pup has been stuck in the house for days.

 I've got zero interest in doing anything but laying in bed and watching Netflix but I forced myself to get the mini quilt at least to the point where I could see if it works. It works. I am going to make the binding the last of the sashing and call it a day. The pretty blue material that was supposed to go around the whole thing will just be on the table runner.

 Yesterday, I also got the last of the little circles hand quilted between all the sashing on Daddio's Dresden.

I am now on the outer edges. The end is in sight. Hallelujah.

This is as far as Dear Jane got. I've sorted the pieces for the last two blocks of row B but that's it.

Having done all that, my heat frazzled brain really only wants to do one thing-pick out the ugly free motion stitches on Daddio's Thangles. I am on the middle block of the middle row already and loving every minute. Who knew this could be so mesmerizing. Stuck inside with good book to listen to and thousands of stitches to rip-good times!