I'm trying to get back to normal, but I still miss my sweet Pokey so much. Writing in my blog makes me think of her, so it's hard to do.
Working again on a string diamond project inspired by one in Gwen Marston's Liberated Strings book. I dragged my machine up into the kitchen (rather than using my still horrendously unorganized but wonderfully lit new studio down in the basement) so I felt a part of things rather than apart.
Lily worked on the quilt with me, of course.
I'm using the EZ Rulers 60 degree diamond. Love it. (Thanks for letting me keep it, Kathy!)
the classic "holding down the blocks so they don't get away" technique:
Kitchen islands (and counters) really are a fabulous place to set up a cutting station. So stable and just the right height. I'd be able to iron too if Lily would just move...
I was caught horribly off guard when I downloaded my new photos to the computer. I didn't know I'd find darling Pokey.
So frail and underweight, but still my baby. She'd just come back from the hospital so her leg was bandaged in bright pink.
I miss her so much. dammit dammit dammit.
That's why working on the diamonds is a good project for me. Stringing onto paper is soothing for me. The decisions are small and I know exactly how each piece fits. And I'm working with some of the fabrics that ya'll have gifted me over the years so those are good thoughts. I miss my blogging community even as I find it hard to participate.
Everything will be okay. just not yet.