Last night’s finish is another ten-year plan project. I suppose I should feel some shame in letting my projects languish unfinished for so long, but it’s rather cool to say I started this last century.
I took the picture this morning in a very heavy mist surrounded by nature, farm animals and Stephen King novel-worthy mosquitoes. Perfect weather to stay inside and sew (or stay outside, heavily doused with bug repellant).
This project introduced me to partial seams, something I never considered putting on my bucket list and something I never care to do again. Much like dating unsuitable young men or swerving on rain-slickened pavement to avoid wild boar carcasses. Don’t ask about that last one.
What a pain in the keister.
As usual, it has its share of puckers and mismatching, but it’s pieced. And after another quick trip to town, I’m back with another project in the works. Here’s hoping it’s done by the time I leave tomorrow.