Drinking red wine at 1:30 am seems to be a wonderful way to handle arthritis and a big over-do with physical therapy. Trying to be strong and brave and true in just one week did not work. Sigh...Guess I am just what I am.
Above is the beautiful Calla Lily gifted to me last May after my hip replacement..Such a beautiful bloom. Below a linen towel on sale in our thrift shop for a dollar. I am making it into a bag...Stay tuned.
With millions of unfinished projects and tons of fabrics from my collection of 60 years, I decided on somethings new...The above potential bag and the below scrap mug rug or hanging...I so love whimsy. I ironed these small scrap pieced onto fusible fleece and pencil quilted it. It is my meditation to put myself outside of life's messiness.
A bit of leftover batik made the back so happy. The color above in the piece is much paler than in reality.. So much fun to play with fabric. Now if only my Monroe family would start sewing a few things, I would feel more joy. They have 3 sewing machines out there!! I know making things is just a matter of starting.
In old age we have to decide where our money works best for us. My children know there is no inheritance....but they also know I can take care of myself and they can be free.. I no longer buy fabric, but I do hire a friend to clean my apartment once a week....That is a wonderful treat for me.
Hmmm, as for no longer buying fabric...I am indeed tempted....especially by the new Anna Marie Horner pieces.
I am taking the shot to lose weight for more upcoming surgeries....The only thing it is doing is making me crave jelly beans and Necco wafers...instead of real food.
And, so it goes...Every day a challenge and a joy...Gratitude as I sit on my beautiful porch reading a book...
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