Three For Thirty :: Day Ten

A photograph.
Some movement... walk, a swim, stretching, playing, yoga.
And sewing.
Every day, for thirty days.

I am done quilting the Picnic quilt. The last step is the binding... something sewn all the way around to close the edges. I need to decide whether to purchase some bias tape, make some bias tape, or roll the backing fabric over and around the front, then slip-stitch it down.

Chango is a pensive cat, a cautious kitty. He says, "Don't be hasty. Weigh your options."

He's right. I should be happy with my choice, and there's no rush.

In the meantime, I might just cut and press some fat quarters for a Christmas gift(s) project.

I am so eager for this evening, when the children and Geoff are home... it's one of those times, one of those days, when I am certain that being together will be the most comforting and enjoyable thing I can imagine. Well, yes, in fact that is how I always feel.