There's been precious little time for sewing the past few days, but today is a dedicated sewing day. This morning I moved my hoop on the Gingerbread Square block. This one seems to be going very slowly. This is only the second time I've moved the hoop, and it feels as if I've been working on it for weeks.
Now it's hooped up again, and tomorrow I'll start off with a clean stitching slate, so to speak.
This being Sunday, I'll be linking up at:
Truth be told, I've probably been dragging my feet a little bit about making these roses for the Quiltmaker's Garden quilt. The piecing is very complicated, and the instructions are poor. It strains my brain to work on it, and you know brain straining...that's frowned on here at the Three Cats Ranch. You could break something, you know.
So the last time I talked about this, I'd chosen my fabrics. Giving myself time to think about it made me decide to scrap (pun totally intended) my plans and choose everything completely different. I didn't think there was enough contrast among my pinks and so I chose some different ones.
And I chose some different greens as well. I'm hoping to stick with the two on the left side because the one on the right is an uncut fat quarter. If I can, I'd prefer to stick with scraps.
We've had a couple of days of relative peace and quiet among those with catitude. It allowed me to get some decent head shots of Maggie, who is a tough photography customer, let me tell you.
I'd still like to try some more images of her, but either one of these would work for her quilted cat pawtrait. Her expression is better in the second one, but I like that the patch of gray on her face is showing on the right side of the first one. Also, it's a sharper image, and it'll be easier to work with.
She's been out and about and much more playful the past couple of days. She's been helping Mike while he's working at his desk.
And it's a great spot for gazing out the window every now and then to chatter at the birds.
Smitty has been good about not chasing her, but he's still keeping an eagle eye out and needs to know where she is at all times.
Who me? I'm just guarding the living room. You never know when a marauding mouse will show up.
When he's around, this is pretty much all we see of Maggie.
What's that? Bother Maggie? Would I do that? Where is she anyway?
Why, I haven't seen her for days...nope. Haven't been looking, thanks.
No cats around, as far as I can tell.
None, What. So. Ever. I'll say this, though...someone has been eating my food. Who would steal a guy's food? Only a stinking, marauding, interlop...uh, mouse would do that!
So, we're making progress. It's nice to be able to let down our guards a little and to ease up on the disciplinary measures. He's been doing much better, although she is still hissing as much as ever. Still, we're feeling pretty optimistic that these two are going to get it worked out.
And with that...I'm off to sew. Lots to do, and it would be great to have those five roses behind me at the end of the day.