At the moment one is deep in the world of quilts. The brain
dances with ideas for them, plans for them, considerations of what makes a
pleasing design, the desire and conflicts between new fabrics and scrap quilts,
looking at blocks...
You get the idea. Lots and lots of pictures that dance and
shuffle around... a never ending kaleidoscope of possibilities as things vie to
come into fruition. All pressed up against the knowledge that time is short and
the eyesight is failing.
And in the middle of all this creativity there is Him...
Wanting meals and shirts and other prosaic things...
An anchor that tethers one to reality and constantly hauls one
back to the mundane nature of life...
Where does He get this idea that his needs are important?
Seriously, how many meals a day does a body need?
Sighs what is needed is a placard that can be held up...
artiste at work perhaps... to stop these petty annoyances
4 comments:
Between a quilt obsession and a gaming obsession, what you two need is a servant to take care of the meals, clothes etc. Right?
He said thank you for the offer... when are you coming :D
When is the quilt with the board game theme going to be completed?
Don't know about that, but there is a game about quilting :/
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