I'm thoroughly tired of unpacking. Really. And even though I can't find my iron, I decided to sew something just because. It's nice having a box of pre-cut squares ready to go. Nine-patches are floating all around blog land so I joined in. I've no idea what the final pattern will be. It's okay to not have any ideas once in awhile. It's okay to turn the lightbulb off and pretend no one is home. You'll have to trust me on that one.
All 3 of my sewing machines have been in the cold, chilly studio space and the oil has gotten thick and gummy. Not good. Machines need to be used so the gears get going and the oil warms up. If your sewing machine sounds like it's going into battle, take it apart and oil all the metal places that rotate, glide, whir, or shimmy. Not the rubber or plastic, just the metal.
In the photo, you'll notice a few stacks of recently washed and dried hand-dyed and solid fabric. That is for my next project. . . . as soon as I find my iron and turn the lightbulb back on.
Until then, keep stitchin' . . .
