Given the fact this is my first attempt at a stuffed animal, and it actually does pass for an owl, I suppose we can call this victory. And even though he's something of a mild disaster with that crooked beak and those crooked wings and that black thread around his face that probably should have... Continue Reading →

  Coming to you fresh from the sachet project, heretofore known as the People Actually Love This Applique Stuff? Project. Because I'm not sold on it. Maybe my upcoming owl will change my mind. It could possibly drive another nail in the coffin, though. Not to say it won't ever grow on me, but I... Continue Reading →

Last Christmas, I asked for a sewing machine. Only the last week or so have I worked up the courage to actually use it. So only about 11 months later. That's less than year; not bad, eh? It's intimidating. I felt like I would break something. Just threading the darn thing made me feel like... Continue Reading →