Moving my fabric was like being reunited with old friends. The pieces pushed to the bottom of the piles or in a bag hanging on hook have been found again. Another point of view would be, lady you have way too much fabric. Obviously that person would not be a quilter because truth be told for any sewer, knitter or lover of handcrafts there is never too much.
Saturday, November 9, 2013
Moving the Stash
Recently I moved my sewing room out of the basement and into a spare bedroom with loads of natural light.
Moving my fabric was like being reunited with old friends. The pieces pushed to the bottom of the piles or in a bag hanging on hook have been found again. Another point of view would be, lady you have way too much fabric. Obviously that person would not be a quilter because truth be told for any sewer, knitter or lover of handcrafts there is never too much.
Time to get the fingers and the sewing machine into motion!
Moving my fabric was like being reunited with old friends. The pieces pushed to the bottom of the piles or in a bag hanging on hook have been found again. Another point of view would be, lady you have way too much fabric. Obviously that person would not be a quilter because truth be told for any sewer, knitter or lover of handcrafts there is never too much.
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