Last year while doing this, some debris I was clearing hit me in the face and scratched my cornea. This year, while lugging a pail of leaves and dead branches to the composter, I stumbled on the root of a tree, fell and sprained my ankle. This is all part of the sacrifices of gardening and I am just grateful my ankle isn't broken.
I haven't posted for a few days because of my other project. I was hoping that when DH goes back on the road, the sewing room would be cleaned and reorganized. Before my husband's accident, I used to take about three days each spring to refold my fabric. I have lots of fabric that people have given to me that has faded in the creases. Refolding helps prevent this and it was a relaxing way to initiate spring cleaning.
I haven't done the annual refolding in the past few years since DH's accident and this spring seemed like a perfect time to donate what I didn't need/want and rediscover what had been forgotten.
I am one of those quilters who is guilty of saving "good fabric" that I like. It is madness--I love 1930s reproduction fabrics and have a nice stash--but only used it to make one small table topper. Ridiculous!!!
Still think this isn't madness? How about these fabrics that I have had since the 1980s when Linda and I used to sew together. I just never used the fabrics because I loved them at the time.
I found a visitor while cleaning the garden yesterday. I'm not sure how he ended up in the lavender but he was worth a chuckle when I found him. Most likely he ended up there after taking a trip off my neighbor's porch (4 kids, 3 of which are boys). He's not exactly what I would consider a garden fairy but we have to take what we get. I'll call him O'Brien since it is so close to St. Patrick's Day.
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ReplyDeleteI think I might have that same pink rose print fabric (the smaller print looks keepable)...how awful that we keep this stuff so long...long enough to hate it...lol.