Monday, September 22

Changes

I seem to have a new grasp of time - it floats by me and I somehow seem to miss the on ramps. Even with these waves of time slipping in and out I do manage to get some things done. With a show fast approaching I have much to do and have not been on top of my normal game of getting it done. The maker of lists - is now losing her lists. The manic hammering flaming jewelry maker has gone into a cave someplace cause when I call her she can't be found. Even without her thou I have managed to get a good bit done for this show on Oct. 4th and 5th. Not my normal amount but it will do. I gave up on worrying about it and surrendered to embracing the amount I have done. 

This past Friday I had very good mail and was once again blessed with a
wonderful heart felt gift. 

This was created by a wonderful group of ladies from the Music City Modern Quilt Guild 
They even had a secrete facebook page going to talk about this without me knowing. 
I love civil war fabrics so they created me a nice modern version which will 
very shortly be on my bed. Just perfect for one. They gave me all the left over
fabrics and I plan on very soon after the Oct show making pillow cases to go with this. 


Our president made me this precious pin cushion with matching fabrics 

Even thou this past week has been bumpy I did manage to at least 
get a few pair of earrings done. The top one with bees is for me. 
I seldom make things just for me but these are all mine. 
The beautiful hand made beads are from Stinky Dog Beads. 



Starting to get everything all tagged and ready - what a process!
I have gotten several new props for the booth and have done
a dry run set up of it all in the fabric room. 
This will help me get it all packed too. 

This will be my first show without my best buddy to help me. 
He was such a trouper and would get up at the crack of dawn 
to help me load the truck - I will think of him that whole weekend and
know he's proud of me for moving forward - it's a glass mountain 
somedays and I just can't climb a single inch, but somehow I
manage to get a little further each day. 

1 comment:

Gene Black said...

Hang in there....the work you are doing is beautiful. Just know that the trouper will always be with you in spirit.