My sweet friend, Pam, is a strong Marine wife and while she awaits the return of her husband in September from Iraq, she's been my crafting partner.
Over Easter weekend I had her come stay with my loud family while we dyed eggs with silk. I guess it's a big thing, as ushered in by the craft-fiend herself,
Martha, but
here is where I first saw it. If you don't follow
Dabbled, you might want to add it to your list.
We also made ourselves great
Amy Butler bags and wore them to
Easter Service.
Mowgli had a heyday in and amongst all our crafting. He laid on, played with, walked over, or ate everything that our hands were busy at. And Lilly, the wonderpup, also adopted this Marine wife for the weekend and loved her as her own.
Both of these projects were so easy, I'd do them again, maybe making a few more bags for some other girlfriends.
Today I'm painting some new cards for the Etsy shop, so stay tuned for those. Here's a hint: these BOOTS were made for walkin'.
New in the Shop for Spring.
I had some aprons, but those flew off the shelves. I'll have to make some more soon when the dust begins to settle.
Mowgli things they look pretty good...go see 'em for yourself!
Bang bang. Mowgli's dead.
We also made ourselves great Amy Butler bags and wore them to Easter Service.
Mowgli had a heyday in and amongst all our crafting. He laid on, played with, walked over, or ate everything that our hands were busy at. And Lilly, the wonderpup, also adopted this Marine wife for the weekend and loved her as her own.
Over the weekend I accompanied my mom-in-law to her friend Mary's house for a two day sewing and quilting hibernation. There were five of us, three of whom were working on our oh-sew-cute Singer Featherweights. I thought I'd share this enviable machine that I got for my birthday 5 years ago.
I also thought I'd throw up a photo of the felted strawberry cover I made for my measuring tape. I needle felted, then wet felted the red wool, 2 pieces, then stitched them together leaving an opening for the tape. Easy as pie!
Oh, and this is Mowgli. I picked him out of the litter because the first thing he did was play with my paints and lay right on my palette. He eats the thread from my machine and then runs downstairs leaving a perfect trail to direct me to the culprit. Either that or he lays behind the machine when I'm sewing and tries to catch the needle that goes up and down, up and down. This cat has dangerous hobbies.
