Out of the Sewing Box

First let it be known that I am very much
a beginner sewer.

I took my first sewing course 2 years ago

where we learnt the basics for making

a pair of pyjamas
(which by the way TM never wore!)

I guess the experience taught me the basics.

Although it should also be known

I have very little patience for the kind

of sometimes mind-numbing
attention required of sewing.

I am a quick results girl when it comes

to things like this.

Today I dragged the old sewing machine

out of its hiding place in my wardrobe

and made Elise a set of

miniature rice bags for throwing around.

I can't quite remember how I used

to play with them when I was

little, but I have a feeling

it was a little like 'knuckles'.

Our new family addition, Forest (a black labrador),

seems to have grown at an amazing rate since

last year, so my next project was to make a larger

and fluffier comfy cushion

for her bed.
Some old tracksuit pant material and

filling and a few dangerous-looking

seams later, I had proudly created what I

had started out to create.

(Something of a triumph given that

I broke a machine needle and had to

re-thread about 20 times in all).

After getting into the swing of things,

I thought it was about time

I bought back the old

lavender bag, and with that final creation,

my old sewing box resumed its place

in my wardrobe.

Until next time!