Retreat time is fast approaching; a week earlier than I had thought. So that means lots to do to get ready in less time. I don't even know which projects to take yet. Yesterday would have been a good time to start getting things together and that is what I meant to do when I got up in the morning, but I came across a pattern for a cathedral window pincushion. I remember way back in the 60s my mother attempted to make a cathedral window quilt but gave up as it being "too fussy and a big waste of fabric". It was her last attempt at quilting but she went on to do some beautiful crewel work. For some reason, probably procrastination, I dug out fabric from my scrap bin (no worries here about wasting fabric -- I have lots) and set about making the pincushion.
O.K. I made the pincushion; I don't know why. I seldom use a pincushion as I have cats and cats and pins can be a fatal combination so I hardly ever use them and when I do they are taken out of a lidded tin and put back immediately. And having been in a number of pincushion exchanges I have a whole flock of stuffed chickens which seem to be the only kind I ever receive. It was only a little after noon so I still had a lot of time to get retreat stuff together. Did I? Of course not. I made more pincushions. What did I do this morning when I got up? Made more. They're addictive. The pattern should have come with a warning label.
I think I now have as many of these as I do of chickens. Maybe tomorrow I'll think about the retreat.
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