I am still alive and kicking. I know, I know. I haven't been very faithful to my blog. I'm a bad, bad girl. But sometimes that's good. heh heh
I'm taking my sweet old time quilting Celtic Solstice. I just don't know why I'm not jumping to it. Maybe something about not wanting to finish it because I don't have my binding fabric?? Or, when I finish, I have to start another quilting job. I really think it's something psychological. Just plain something weird.
Here is a crewel work I did many years ago.
It was on the cover of Better Homes and Gardens, I think. I got it in 977, while I was pregnant with my youngest. What a dumb time to start a project this size. It's 36" x 24". I finished it in 1982! You can see the date I stitched on it. Four + years! When I took it to the frame shop, a woman walked in with the same piece! When does something like that happen? It took her 9 months to finish! I just think that's a funny (and true) story.