It's hot

I was really heating things up in my little sewing sweatshop last week.

I don't know if it was my sewing machine, the iron or me?

Just when I thought I was done making bags

I ran across my nautical fabric.

This is definitely the time of year

 when I begin longing for a sandy beach.

Most of these fabric pieces I picked up in Belfast, Maine last year.

You can about imagine how it tore me apart to cut into them.

I like to make the inside of my bags as appealing as the outside.

Now I'm going to try and talk Mr. b into a tropical vacation!

~b is for boat