It’s Good Friday and I have to get my car inspected this morning. The deadline is on Sunday, so I’m cutting it close. Don’s car has been repaired and, after the inspection, I’ll drive him to the mechanic’s to pick it up. We won’t talk about the amount of the check he’ll be writing. Sigh.
It’s been gray for the past several days – very hard to get good photos. Will we ever see the sun?
The fabric eggs must be highlighted at this time of year right? I love them in this Fiesta compote. Don had to move the apples for an apple pie elsewhere, as I had reserved the compote for this display.
Another view:
I made these in 2009, I believe. That’s the year I worked in San Diego for six months, substituting for the woman who took over my job when I left USD/Old Globe. She was on sabbatical for the semester. And then I also coached the Shakespeare Summer Repertory. I borrowed my friend Ingrid’s Singer Featherweight and worked on a quilt, as well as these eggs. I got all the fabric at my favorite quilt shop, the one where I had my first quilting lessons.
Ella is intrigued by the eggs.
So, I’m off to make a second cup of coffee and get ready for the car inspection.
Stay safe.
Happy Friday.