Last weekend flew by in a flurry of Christmas shopping, visiting family and friends and more activities then I can count. During one of these activities I had the pleasure of taking a leisurely stroll through an acquaintance's house. Deep in the corner of the basement something caught my eye and begged me to come just a little bit closer. I turned on the light and there she was, staring at me. We'd only met on paper before when she dazzled me and I had to stitch her up. And here she was now in all of her glory. Isn't she beautiful?
Okay, she may not necessarily be the spring chicken she was but I can see the potentional. All this lovely girl needs is a good cleaning, some oiling too perhaps and she's ready to purr over the many miles of fabric that I've accumulated in these short years. Am I talking about her like she's mine? Well I certainly hope one day she can be but for now I can just imagine that to be the case.
And take a look, she still has the spool of an old project .. a quilt perhaps? Or some vintage clothes made with love? I did take a liberty of turning her wheels and let me tell you she meowed in delight!
I've had a lot on my mind lately and there are some big choices that I need to make. And here is this lovely girl, sitting there whispering to me the many projects we could make together ... namely finishing this quilt? I'm taking this as a sign my friends. A definite and wonderful sign.