Woo Hoo — three days without seeing anything actually crawling and I’ve dug myself out from under the weekend’s (and Monday’s and Tuesday’s and Wednesday’s) pile of laundry and endless hair combing. I think I finally see an end in sight. With most of my fiber projects in plastic bags, and no energy at the end of the day, I was looking for a little something to do without thinking very hard. I pulled out the Mason Dixon “Ball Band Warshrag” that was on my “maybe someday” to do list. It was a surprisingly easy knit and I finished it in two evenings and a sit-on-the-front-step-while-the-kids-play-outside session.
I plan to do another one when the other ball of cotton comes out of quarantine and Katja finishes her garter stitch dishrag.
I had some peace and quiet today and so I worked on some fabric postcards. (I figured that the ironing I subject these to would kill any creepy crawlies on the off chance there were any.)
Lots of needle doodling. I did gold metallic bubbles and and roots, and wierd flowers from nearby.