Sneak away

A confession....some times I sneak away and play solitaire. I love the feeling of seeing a new hand of cards. I never smoked, but I imagine it is how a smoker feels when they light up - the immediate promise of a few purely selfish moments. Escape. Of course, a few minutes later, the pure state is broken and I’m back in the present. But for a few moments, it’s just me and the hearts and spades.

Woven Christmas wreath: What to do with all my great holiday fabrics? Based on a wonderful article about woven book covers in "Cloth Paper Scissors," I wove some fabrics and ribbons into a circle, covered with sparkly netting, stamped and machine quilted. Painted gold acrylic streaks onto tired red holly fabric for a shiny bow.

Fun but as of yet, a bit too floppy for door hanging....