I bought a display board in March, drawn to it because of the "clotheslines" on it.
It looked like this for nearly five months. I leaned it against the bottom set of cubbyholes, losing storage space, but it looked like a built-in hutch, so I didn't mind. I kept thinking I would make micro quilts, one a month, and hang them on there with all the cute little clothespins I've been accumulating. By last week I admitted to myself it wasn't going to happen.
Remember
my two vintage postcards we looked at last week, one of skyscrapers and one
of a bridge? At first I had them each in their own little frame, and
they looked puny.
So I went back to the antique store, bought seven more, and this is how it looks now. Much more colorful and happy. I moved it to the "skyscraper" room, freeing up the bottom set of cubbyholes. This all set off another round of multi-room rearranging, much to my glee.
But why am I procrastinating on that quilt that's due Saturday and which I haven't started? I will start it, as soon as my sewing room gets its finishing touches, hopefully later today.
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