Market Rained Out

Not too much we can do about the weather. I knew four good weekends in a row was pushing my luck. Mia was raring to go and we were both up early, but gray skies and drizzle, now a steady downpour, soon drowned our enthusiasm. Nothing is sadder than vendors sitting in the rain with damp goods and no crowds. We are snug as bugs in rugs on the sofa under a quilt, drinking coffee and reading magazines. Martha Stewart, Haute Couture and British Country Living are getting a thorough examination. Oh, the sweaters! Oh, the chutneys! Oh, the creative juices are flowing! We assembled more fiber packs last night after our whole wheat pizza dinner, had ice cream and went to bed. I will clear the decks and, finally, after mulling over it for a year or two, will get out the fabric for Mia's bed cover and start sewing. It was gifted to me by Sally Campbell in Virginia after her dearly departed mother left a decorating project undone to move to a nursing home. I've made a few bags from it now want to sew something that makes more of a statement. I made new drapes for Mia's apartment last summer and promised her a bed cover to match. It's much easier to make something big and awkward with another person to help hold and pin it. I have a lot more fiber to sort - a natural black Merino/BFL run, but I want to get this cover done for her. What if the barn burns down with this gorgeous fabric in it? Mia works so hard and is so kind to her dear old Mommie and this is one thing I can do for her that she needs and will appreciate. The fabric pictured here is a recent find in the tractor shed. Luckily I had buttons already made that match perfectly. Always thinking about future Bundaflicka Bags. If we get our work done we might go to see Taking Woodstock this afternoon. We'll see. The day is running away with us already.