Happy mother's Day, winnowing sewing materials

Happy mother's Day if you celebrate, otherwise happy Sunday.

I was checking through materials that might be useful to the friends on the Pine Ridge reservation, and I think these pieced patches and strips, and English paper piecing motifs might work. 

I'll explain about the card templates. I'm leaving them in, in case anyone wants to join the motifs. They can remove and keep them if they plan to applique them onto another project.   Then they can keep and reuse them.

The lace embroideries will go into my fabric book.

Next I'll go upstairs for bigger pieces of fabric and some tools I'm pretty sure I have in multiples. Then I'll cut down a box I have to a suitable size, and I'll get it sent off.

I did another first today -- changed my bed and did a load of laundry. The grabber stick was in constant use, since I can't reach the back of the dryer at the best of times, too short, and I probably would have been wise to get a grabber years ago.

And I'm learning not to gaily throw sheets, pillows etc on the floor while I'm stripping the bed,  can't retrieve them. The upstairs walker is in use here, to keep them at a reachable level.

It went pretty well, and I finally have a clean bed, and enough clean clothes to continue with.

I still haven't put down the bedside rug or a couple of other small rugs in the house, and maybe I won't. At least not yet.  I don't want to skid.

Saturday morning's walk and laundry, and a bit of gardening, tidying the lavender bush of deadwood, a trip to the mailbox and then the recycling bin with the mailbox contents,  then lunch of crisp roast potatoes and chicken with lime cake and yogurt for dessert, led to an afternoon nap. Now I think about it, not surprising. 

Happy day everyone, do what I say not what I do. Don't overdo it. Like I say. But then 

Mayday! Celebrate the workers! White rabbits!

 

Tuesday knitting group brought a new member, and the announcement that we're expanding our range to include any needle arts. So everyone there said, lovely, I'll bring my embroidery! Turns out we all embroider.

No pictures, but talk ranged over Maryland Sheep and Wool next weekend, rare breed sheep, (human) newborns, Shave em to Save em (rare sheep breeds),  spinning, and other vital topics.

Home again and handsome son arrived to visit, bringing a car load of stuff for me to free cycle, several boxes as well as these, 

all of which were requested right away. Haven't checked  what's in the the boxes yet. 

He declared the ANZAC biscuits terrific, and did I only make them once a year? 

He also approved the chocolate covered almond bits. I may make ANZAC biscuits again soon.

And earlier I was thinking about the next page of my fabric book, maybe that Indian free form quilting, so I took a look at my collection of silk stitched stars and found I had a whole lot of completed cotton stars, too, that I'd completely forgotten

This is only some of them. I must have been on a starmaking tear.

So my next page may not be quilting, but applique, we'll see. 

I organized the drawers of floss, lovely visual experience, and it will be better than rummaging every time I need to change colors. 

One drawer is what Marion calls her tangle, a mass of threads to pull out as needed, and now it's not concealing the other skeins.

Happy day, everyone, whether it looks more like tangle than skein. All good.

All the pieces  I found are stitched and finished, ready to use. I must have made them when I made those English paper pieced pillows. The silk stars were hanging in the kitchen window as a mobile, until I moved on.  As you do.