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