Some dread a snow event. Not for one moment, not I. I can smell a snow sky before I see it. The snow clouds reveal their true nature to me. Honestly, I believe that I could live happily in a more arctic climate than what we currently experience in upstate New York. You will never hear me complain about the snow. Ice? A different story altogether!
I went to work today and was dismissed early because of the increasingly dangerous roads. The storm is keeping to its promise – it will be a doozy. My daughter is safety tucked away in the south, but my son, who is a firefighter, will probably be exposed to harsh conditions tonight. I pray, as always, that he will remain out of harms way.
When it snows, I cook. I bake. And more often than not, I retreat to my sewing room and happily create whatever strikes my fancy. There are some projects that need my attention, but I was feeling much too relaxed for them when I came home. Instead, I went to my Economy Blocks.Pleasing little 5 1/5″ blocks constructed entirely from the scrap bins …Each one contains a small story and for this reason I feel that the piles will grow and grow!
My mother is no longer piecing, but she enjoys stitching her whole cloth quilts, and she is very good – her stitches are even and precise and she uses fun variegated threads with the solid tops. Recently she began using beautiful linen for the backings – they are delicious…as light as a feather and just scrumptious to the touch.I know. I squealed when I saw the little bird too.This small piece really wants a liberty cotton binding, wouldn’t you agree? Oh, there’s more! A dear friend brought a parcel back from Paris. (how did I get so lucky?)Let me just say that I would trade anything to be able to go into a fabric store and have my purchases wrapped in such a way, so unique, so old world and true. To never have to see my precious goods slung across the counter encased in white plastic. . . do I ask for too much? I know for certain that I was born into the wrong century. I know for certain that I am loved, thank you Lally.Linen – unlike anything I’ve ever seen in the states.