A segment of a cloth on the dining room wall. Next to Riley's cloth. This one seems to suggest a door way- a path. A window. Going. My two favorite cloths. Made so with bleach- just poured on and then quickly rinse when I got what I wanted. One gave me purple. The Walmart black gave me that silver grey white. I have very little left. The cloth I used was old. I don't think black is dyed on this old silvery white base these days. And the other. Who would ever imagine these two colors under their original black? I only discovered the grey purple while discharging every black I could find in scrap piles we had at the monthly quilt meetings. Only once did I find a second black that gave me the discharge on the left.
I continue to search for old black Walmart fabric in other people's stashes. But...until then- I take apart things I made with it and use the scraps of cloth for new things. Life (for old cloth) goes on forever.
I read Twice in a Blue Moon. Straight thru a doctors visit and then an evening. No tv. "Bored of it" as my very young daughter used to say about things. A five year old "bored of it". The book was well worth it. And it ended well. I hadn't thought it would.
I heated soup for myself yesterday and fried dumplings for husband. We were both happy. Today I am making pizza. Right now I am eating the second to the last orange. I've made no decisions on how the day will go......what I will or will not do. Some days are mostly what I will not do. A negative day.
The Sun is shining- 24 hours of rain is also coming tomorrow. We need rain- but not in January. The Earth is so screwed up. I only watched Brian Williams at 11pm last night. Nothing before that. I would be fine with the oath of office being given in private with cameras. Safer.
I also have come to the conclusion that Trump is actually too stupid to have planned ANY of this. I believe he is Putin's Puppet. Putin. Yes. Smart enough for this Very Long Game.
what a beautiful bit of cloth ... now I'm tempted to gather my blacks to see what might come of them
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