Chilly
Chilly is the word of the day. That may hold true for another day yet to come.
Keeping the back door cleaned off with the leaf blower is a challenge. All of the maple buds seem to nest right up to the back door with this wind. They track in and leave a smear here and there. The leaf blower is resting by the back door.
With every endeavor there is room for failure. I was motoring right along with Megan’s placemats, using succulent designs. Hmm, that didn’t sound right. I cut the threads and took the hoop off of the embroidery module. Oh my gosh. It looked like the back of the hoop was growing teddy bears. I can’t imagine how many yards of thread were balling up with no real hint. Hello! Am I deaf? I did say it didn’t sound right. This was the sixth of the placemats I had ordered. It was sold as a pack of six. I do not throw things away without a fight. I have time. I have energy. I have a seam ripper. I have a tweezer. My all time favorite . . . time will tell. A little bit each day.
Five placemats out of six stitched out perfectly. No way will I throw in the towel. What will ensue will be chalked-up as a patience builder.
With that I take my leave. ♥