Blustery
In our area, stick around for a day and multiple seasons come and go and come back again.
When in the studio, it matters not what the weather is. KNUJ would notify me if severe weather was right outside. The wind chime outside my bedroom window has had a workout. A calm day has not been had for some time.
All my days in the studio are calm. For myself, it is quite notable the speed at which I work these days. Slow would cover it. The enjoyment is not so much in the current project but in the process of it all. The tools for the process makes things much easier than when I worked at Lena’s elbow.
Decades ago, I remember when Lena got her first and only gridded cutting mat and a rotary cutter. She was thrilled to allow the scissors to take a break in cutting fabric for her quilts. She had never complained as the arthritis became more troublesome, but it was a small gift to give her as her passion for threads and fuzz never wavered.
The thought of the modern day seam ripper was then a very large and thick darning needle. The amount of stitches per inch on the treadle sewing machine was massive. I don’t recall that there were many options. What did need replacing from time to time was the leather belt that wound through the workhorse’s mechanism. Mom’s sewing machine sat under the north windows of the farm kitchen. Very seldom was the sewing machine ever closed up unless company was expected.
So many good memories and lessons that I still utilize today as I putz away on Nicholas’s quilt.
Yup, slow and steady. I may not stay in the studio as long as I used to, but each day brings progress. Do I ever think of not turning on the lights in the studio? No.
With that I will take my leave. ♥