When we knock off work on the floor early I can squeak out an hour or so at the sewing table that I pushed in front of the big window. When the sun is going down there is still plenty of light for hand sewing.
The latest Dear Jane is finished and has been added to the big pile.
The fate of the pile is unknown. Every time I see it I get goosebumps thinking about taking all those tiny glued in paper pieces out.
One of the good things about having an empty bedroom with a mattress on the floor is to be able to use it as a horizontal design wall. Daddio's very last paper pieced creation was stalled because I couldn't figure out how it was supposed to be put together but I think I figured it out.
I had taken the time to label it back in the day but I couldn't make sense of it just looking at the piles of pieces.
Now that I know where to start again I think Dear Jane will take a break until I get this together. Working with these big pieces is the right speed for me now. At the end of a day of banging I am really tired.