I hereby declare that January is officially The Worst Month of the Year. Does anyone even LIKE January? I mean, what does January have to show for itself? Granted, some of my favorite people have birthdays in January (love you, Dad!)... but come on. Around here, January is dark. It's cold. It's dark. The soil is devoid of life. There may be snow, but chances are it's all brown and nasty. And it's dark. Where is the sunlight??
I've been spending as much time as possible in my sewing room, which is the sunniest room in the house,
All these hundreds of itty-bitty blocks are going to be made into a queen-size quilt for MY bed. When I was growing up, my parents' bed was an impromptu gathering place for hanging out and conversation. I want mine to be the same -- so I'm hoping that having an I-spy quilt on MY bed will encourage some fun and conversation!
I hope I can stick with my current pace and finish the thing -- sooner rather than later!