Sunday, January 31, 2010
Yes, I have already come to terms with my age. Although I may appear 24, I am really 65. When I was 15 I turned 56 and my one hope is to make it to the ripe age of 41...or is it 82? Anyway, I quilt. Guilty pleasure, call it what you like, I adore everything about it. Even the hours of time alone it usually requires to finish one of these badboys.
This in-process quilt consists of some hand-dyed fabrics, some store-purchased batiks, and a few classic favorites from my stash. Stay tuned for the finished product...