dealing with scraps

I've been playing scrap man this week.

 

 

I dug out novelty cottons for a quilt...

and boy do I have a lot of them!

I had no trouble coming up with over a 100 different prints.

 

 

I thought this quilt was the perfect project

to DEstash my little sewing sweatshop.

 

But then I saw the quilt shop up the road

was selling juvenile prints for $3 a yard.

I guess she had the same idea I was having.

 

 

Mr. b put a shelf above my sewing table years ago

so our cat Birdie could watch me sew and the birds at the same time.

Is it mean of me that I enjoy confusing children

with a cat named Birdie?

There is a little Maxine in all of us.

 

~b is for birdie