I helped work on the paint job yesterday. I painted five window frames and two doorways, which required having the doors open to the wonderful, cool weather we had yesterday. My son was having problems with his back and I decided I could do it myself. I enjoyed it, but there are eleven doors in this house and many windows still unpainted. So, we will be at it for two more days, at least.
With open doorways, I decided to get all the projects stowed in boxes under desks and in corners up off the floor and consider which one to start with. DON’T PUT OFF ‘TIL TOMORROW… you know what I mean.
A book on brew-tasting I wrote when the craft beer movement first got started. Unsold. I thought I should put it together. Scrapbooks of trips left unfinished. To many to name.
All week long, I’ve washed and sorted through a barrel of wool for rug-making. Braided, hooked and rag rugs are beautiful and long-lasting.
This is an unfinished hooked rug I started too many years ago.
I’ve braided eight area rugs. This one is in my living room. The biggest one I made was four-foot diameter circle rug that I’ve given to a friend.
Two small ones designed to be place in front of chairs so the carpet doesn’t wear down in one noticeable place.
A washable rag rug for the bathroom. It is made of cotton, not wool. I enjoy making rugs and the end result.
I’ll store the wool until cold weather sets in. I didn’t photograph the number of quilts I’ve cut and haven’t sewn. Or art projects unfinished. I’m never bored, as intended. But, I think I have YEARS of projects on hold. Oh, well. It’s like fun in the bank.