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Last Month

Cleaning out and reorganizing my fabric stash and finishing a project for the day job took up almost every week in of June, but I got some creative work done as well. I repaired this crazy quilt patchwork block so I can upcycle later into a pillow.

I made this slow-stitched crazy quilted tote as the first of my summer art projects.

I used two scraps from Fabscrap to make a new mug/snack rug for my desk.

I made three new sets of new shorts for myself by altering some capris and pants that I thrifted that were either too short, too long or had too-wide legs (I know utility sewing isn't really creative, but I'm getting better at tailoring.)

I finished my third project of the year for the day job on the 24th of last month (since writing is creative work, too, I'm going to start mentioning it when I cross a finish line.)

I made a project bag using the scraps leftover from the crazy quilted tote fused and stitched onto an old cloth napkin.

Some of those same scraps became another mug rug and a coffee cup sleeve, too.

I crocheted a new winter hat for myself out of that pretty lavender, pink and gray bamboo/wool thick and thin yarn I found. The thick bits look like little clouds.

For a July family gathering I made a little runner out of two antique crazy patchwork blocks.

I also made a table topper from a couple of patchwork blocks leftover from a quilt I made many moons ago (Maria, you may recognize them.)

Finally I kept up with my calendar mood blanket, which has grown pretty large now. June was a very productive month, with only one negative mood day when I was not feeling well. The color I used most was happy (six times) followed up by creative and determined (five times each). I added a new yarn for happy (predicted that) and determined, too, as I used up the original colors. Stay tuned to the blog see how I do in July.

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