Wednesday, March 25, 2009

An Oilcloth Bag



I did it, I sewed an overnight bag today. No nap for me, I soldiered on staunchly most unlike my usual self. No crisp white sheets and billowing curtains promising me escape and sanity. Instead the lone chirp of an autumnal cricket and brilliant sunshine flooding the kitchen table. The colours in the bag are a little cold but at the moment I am making do with my current supplies rather than adding with each new project.