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Old Loves & Such

My guy kindly bought me my favorite Chinese take out the other night, and my fortune cookie offered up an interesting story starter:

This sounds sweet, right? Only the first thing I thought of was an old love coming back from the dead . . . . must be October.

In other lovely news, my favorite hand-dyed thread artist, Lorraine from Colour Complements, is moving her business from Etsy to her own web site. Many of my favorite sellers on Etsy are leaving due to the whole "free shipping" coercion debacle, which has also soured me on the site. To show support I did a little shopping at Lorraine's web site and got in these:

I love her threads and trims; you simply can't buy anything like them anywhere. Her work makes my specialty thread box look like a treasure chest:

At night I'm spending just as hour working on quilting the scrap project runner, and I'm making slow progress:

I'll keep quilting the runner while I try to decide on a design for the Halloween bags this year. I might do some strip piecing with pumpkin appliques; just not sure if I want to mess with the fusible webbing again.

Comments

nightsmusic said…
My gosh, those thread colors are gorgeous! Brilliant and colorful. I like them :) And I'm glad you're not overdoing it timewise. You need to take care of yourself as much as you need to quilt.

And you didn't mention what your favorite take out is... ;)
the author said…
My favorite takeout is steamed Chinese veggies & white rice with garlic sauce. All vegan and absolutely delicious. :)

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