I cut all five of the Blazing stars with my Studio cutter last night but only got two of them sewn. The navy and red fabric in the top star is from about 20 years ago and was purchased near the beginning of my batik collection. There weren't very many people buying the batiks yet then so I found it on sale at half price and got several yards of it. I have used it in so many projects.
I'm sorry you misunderstood the miscellaneous box that I talked about yesterday. It isn't fabric; I have no trouble categorizing that, and usually by the size of the pieces and type of fabric rather than by color. The miscellaneous box is all of the other "stuff" that finds its way to the cutting table or sewing cabinet and really doesn't have a place to call home. Some of it is notebooks with my lists and sketches, photo pages torn out of calendars for inspiration, a quilted handle for a bag that never got made (but I don't dare throw it away or I'll need it), end pieces of stratas that are waiting patiently to be trimmed, a binder clip with numbered slips of paper in it, etc. The list could go on and on.
I didn't shovel my sidewalk after Sunday's snowfall so yesterday I had the combination of two storms to shovel off, about 5" I think. It was light and fluffy and there wasn't any wind so even though it was only in the teens outside, it didn't feel that cold with the sun shining on me. The coneflowers and bird feeder have snow caps.
Jack Frost visited my kitchen window.
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I'm sorry you misunderstood the miscellaneous box that I talked about yesterday. It isn't fabric; I have no trouble categorizing that, and usually by the size of the pieces and type of fabric rather than by color. The miscellaneous box is all of the other "stuff" that finds its way to the cutting table or sewing cabinet and really doesn't have a place to call home. Some of it is notebooks with my lists and sketches, photo pages torn out of calendars for inspiration, a quilted handle for a bag that never got made (but I don't dare throw it away or I'll need it), end pieces of stratas that are waiting patiently to be trimmed, a binder clip with numbered slips of paper in it, etc. The list could go on and on.
I didn't shovel my sidewalk after Sunday's snowfall so yesterday I had the combination of two storms to shovel off, about 5" I think. It was light and fluffy and there wasn't any wind so even though it was only in the teens outside, it didn't feel that cold with the sun shining on me. The coneflowers and bird feeder have snow caps.
Jack Frost visited my kitchen window.
If you have asked me a question and I haven't answered you it is because you are either a Google+, a regular Google without your email enabled, or you are anonymous. I have an email link on both my right side bar and on my profile page.