We were invited to a Scottish high tea. I wasn't able to go as I was feeling poorly, but I love how the kids got into the spirit of things. They had a wonderful time. Left to right- Eva-20, Abe-15, Bekah-18, John-22 and their friend Olivia.
There's just something about that last pass. Technically, there's actually 1 and a half passes, but regardless, I can see the end of the quilt. Always a welcome sight. I'm hopeful I can finish it, tomorrow. And then to get it bound, next week.
It looks like a hoary haired witch has shed on my quilting room floor. I should just set the waste basket closer, but there's something very liberating about doing things ala` Sharon Burns- over the shoulder. It's quick business to pick them all up, so I don't know what the harm would be. Funny thing. I find myself asking myself, "Would Aunt Eva do this?" She certainly wouldn't be throwing threads on the ground. All prim and proper. I'm such a rebel.
2 comments:
All dressed for a High Tea was such fun to see. The quilt is amazing.
I throw my threads on the floor too. I'm too afraid I will wind up dropping precious fabric in the trash can if it is too close! Your children are beautifully dressed for tea.
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