No photos today. It's my further adventures. Last fall I knitted a cardigan and a shrug for my daughter who lives in Florida. And I mailed them to her on November 27. I was so disappointed when she said that the package didn't arrive. I went to talk to the man at the post office about it and everything. The package as insured for $50. But who wants the money--after all the work that went into the knitting! My daughter told me not to give up hope, wait and she would go to the post office again first. Anyhow, on December 30th, she phoned me. A battered and moldy box was left at her door--the sweaters had arrived! Imagine that it took over a month to go from California to Florida? I think not. My opinion is that someone riffled her mail. And when they found that the things inside didn't come from some store, they delivered the package. Fortunately, over the years it has been my custom to put knitted items inside plastic bags before placing them in a shipping carton--and that's what kept the sweaters from getting moldy. Today I sent her the Shoo-Fly quilt but instead of the post office, I sent it UPS, and to her place of work instead of her home.
I'm diligently hand quilting my free-pieced wall hanging, but I haven't been at my sewing machine for a couple of days, (except to hem a pair of pants) because my life is a bit hectic sometimes. Maybe after I dust the living room (I hate dusting) I'll sew a couple of things.