It's still too cold here for my liking but I found the perfect way to spend a chilly afternoon.
Buried in the piles that adorn my poor sewing room was Daddio's very last work of art. I have been working on hand quilting it for several years now but after I kitted it up in my new quilting bag I kinda forgot about it.
I'm on the very outer edges now but there is still a lot of territory to cover. I'm in no hurry. It's always a pleasure to pick up.
Pup thought so too. She had just gotten a bath and a good snuggle under the warm quilt was a good way to get over the trauma of getting wet.