After 56 months of winter, summer (its awesome precursor, spring, doesn't exist in Montana) showed up.
I only sewed for a half-hour while I was waiting to meet Tim for lunch. Today was meant for flopping around in the grass with dogs.
But here's how I rolled when I did put together a few baby quilt blocks.
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| That construction site is the enemy of many a good night's sleep. |
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| Note the '70s circular sheriff's office. I wonder if there's a separate style of architecture for such things -- law enforcement postmodernism geometric design? |
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| Tom wants to know why we're not still rolling in the grass. |
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| No tension at all today. Ha. Little sewing machine joke. |
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