There has been a serious craft drought around these parts. Serious. But in the wake of my mother's departure back home, We are surrounded by a sea of colour she has crafted for us and a pile of my own projects in various stages of completion.
There are the chairs off the side of the road that need to be refinished.
The 5 year afghan (because I think that's how long it's going to take for me to finish it)
The beautiful stack of quilting fabric waiting for that inspired (and achievable) pattern.
Then there is the table strewn with beads, the pile of road side receptacles waiting to become garden beds, the half painted interior of the house. Oh I could go on. I would say the drought is definitely over. Phew. With so many projects on the go and no where near finished, the only thing a girl can do is...
start a new one.