My sewing machine got a little dusty this winter. After I moved my sewing room to the basement last fall I couldn't bare the underground temps for long. I gave up on sewing for the better part of the season. Knitting filled the void and I hardly missed my other hobby.
But now it's hot. That wool yarn is feeling heavy on my lap. And that cold basement is downright lovely.
We had a wedding to attend this weekend. I made four large napkins as a gift. The couple has more modern taste, so I tried my darnedest to make patchwork look mod. (Is that possible? I don't know. I hope I pulled it off.)
These were a little hard to give away. I fell in love with them somewhere along the way. Maybe the colors. Maybe the new fabric. (New fabric! I never buy new fabric.) Maybe the near-modness of them.
I made two coordinating pairs, one with a patchwork strip on a simple grey, and one with large blocks of black, grey, and orange.
At the last minute I added a gift tag, in an attempt at humor. It reads, "I made these. So you're stuck with them."
Unless of course they want to give them back. Because I'd be okay with that too.
Speaking of weddings (and therefore proposals), have you seen this yet?
Oh, my.
I've watched it three times and cried every time. Best proposal ever. This could turn an earthworm into into a hopeless romantic. I mean really. The world is a better place for this being on YouTube. That's my two cents anyway.
Love,
Rachel
