Nice Day
Humidity and dew point very low, making for a good feeling day.
A bit of work was done on the octagon window exterior. The cement underneath the window reminded me of the naughty red chip monks we had at the South Branch house. They could chew through anything. The only thing lacking today was the token of black walnuts that they were known for leaving where they had been.
When the “no-see’ms” got too bad. I retreated into the studio. Checking things over to nab any lingering fuzz. I gave it a shot of oil, filled a bobbin and then tackled the first stitches of the free motion technique. As long as the fabric under the needle is moving the stitch regulator will make all stitches the same in length and appearance. I had barely done an inch of stitching and the bobbin error message came on. I re-threaded everything on the top and bottom and tried again. Same message in about the same amount of stitches. It can happen when the silver magnetic covering on the bottom of the bobbin has worn, it could cause the machine to not function and stall the stitching. In all the years, that had happened to me once. I wound a new bobbin right out of the Creative Stitches container. Nope . . . no go. I took a bobbin with not much thread on it and tried again. It stitched perfectly for many laps around a piece of scrap fabric. So . . . alright . . . the quirk had stitched itself out. I returned the bobbin into the case that was loaded with the very same thread as on top. No go. Then and there, I decided to continue with the “what if” thread. I knew the spool of thread it had come off of. So what if the color of thread is a bit different on the back of the project compared to the front. The stitching commenced until my arms, shoulders and hands gave out. I will pick up where I left off on another day.
I believe today may have been the last of the mowing for 2025. We are headed into a dry spell that may put the grass in a stall. That same dry-spell will have the soy-bean harvest coming to a swift closure.
With that I will take my leave. ♥