You know you are enjoying the spoils of a holiday at home when you have the sewing machine out for days on end. What a glorious treat. While the boys were outside gardening and the lady baby was sleeping, I found myself all alone with only the sewing machine (and 17 mountains of washing) to keep me company. I chopped into this fabric with eagerness, hoping to do it justice.
A small quilt top competed, bloomers for this baby on the way and plenty to spare. What shall I do with it all?