There are dresses on the back table all in different stages of finishing.
The embroideries have been stitched on slowly, carefully front and back.
Bias binding in a rough pile lays within arms reach. The colourful one reminding me of a Kaffe Fassett print now that it is in slices.
Embroideries at one tables end that mum helped sort into colours when she was here. Snippets of memories of conversation during two days spent together, perhaps the reason they havent moved. Why they still sit where she left them.
Our bedroom is the worst room in the house, that is where I have been taking my breaks from the creative.
Loving this post.
Another happy customer.
Happy wednesday people!