This weekend I pulled out my sewing machine and decided to jump on in. There was one particular project that I had to finish up from last year, yes last year --- when my sewing machine broke and I couldn't figure out how to fix it. This particular project needs to be complete before Christmas, so now is as good a time as any to get it done.
I am LOVING my new machine. It is so easy to use and was set up in a flash. I wish I would have taken it out of the box sooner. My living room is filled with bits of fabric, pins, and all sorts of sewing goodness. It is an explosion of color. Not having much space to lay everything out makes it a little bit challenging, but I am still enjoying the process.
There is something magical to me in watching my creations come together. In seeing the pieces that I cut out actually take form. I do have much to learn about tension, stitch size, and fabric but these little works of love are a fun experiment.
I wish I could show you more images now but these pieces are gifts for some very special folks and I don't want to ruin the surprise. I will share more after they receive them.
Sewing was a great way to help me brave the blues. Yesterday it was windy and cold outside. I went for a short walk but knew I needed to do something to prevent me from laying on the couch and drifting away into a bluesy nap. So out the machine came and instantly my spirits were lifted. My creative drive revved up and I even made two trips to the craft store to pick up somethings I didn't have, and then somethings I forgot.
Working with my hands soothes me. I love how I can physically see nothing turn into something. I think that little sewing machine is going to get a lot of use out of me.