The Sewist Sews...

 Evidently the word "sewist" was coined to include the many men who are sewing now.

Good morning Grandma's girl!!

In the mail today came a delightful package from my creative daughter.:

For her mother, she made a tea advent calendar 

It is adorable.  Perfect to keep me going.  It will start on New Years Eve.

And I will sip one cup a day...probably share it with Lynsey.

The basket of joy!!! (much better than laundry)

Two grumpy friends sat on the porch...6 feet apart wearing masks

They were so cheered by fondling fabric that soon, they laughed and talked.

.  I took a wide sweep of my messy sewing tables, 

dumping it all in the basket.

 We organized a bit of my mess into labeled bags.

A person always thinks that they have seen all the fabric in the world...

.Until one goes through another quilter's stash!!!!

The Crabby Mc Nasties...all gone with fabric therapy.

Grumpy turns to glee all thanks to a fabric friend.

Well this little four patch experiment needs quite a bit of tweaking.

That, of course is the fun of it.!!

To get the balance I want, probably means two corners snowballed, rather than just one.

Never lonely in the sewing room.

Tonight, Stitch is hanging in the solids....

Two days until 2021.

I will monitor my hope.......!!!!!

I really should go to bed...But, I stay in bed till about noon, and stay up till 2 am.

My routine has been screwy for years...about 5, at least..

Thanks to Peter for for the reminder here:

Morning Has Broken

Good Stuff

Aoife's hat arranged by her daddy. It curiously looks like a bowl cozy??? 

Lynsey made an apron for her mother for Christmas. She was sooo proud.

She took one of my old aprons and traced it.

Yesterday was so relaxing.  I sat in my messy messy sewing room and read a novel by Katherine Center.

There are only two left to read.

I did most of my exercises outside in 35 degrees with sun.

I felt like I just might have a few more good years left and that most people do not die of degenerative arthritis.

Today, not so good.  I heard that out of our 4 big hospitals in Charlotte, the one closest to me has zero ICU beds....Not that I am planning on a car accident or heart attack...Evidently, my neurosis is exploding. Our lives are so upside down.

Cutting 10 inch squares from plaids....relaxing...

Funnest of all fun...is working with scraps..

I thought I might do some one cornered snowballing to put in character.

I used scraps from Lynsey's apron sewing.

Yesterday, I was so Covid Crazy...OMG...

.My son went to store for milk, bringing home both milk and flowers to cheer his mother.....love..

Aoife goes hiking...Oregon is great for that.!!

Life didn't turn out the way it's supposed to.

That is true for everybody.

"Hope is being able to see that there is light despite all the darkness"

--Desmond Tutu