Three months down the track and I still haven't found my quilting mojo. I have done a bit more on the Peacock cross stitch sampler, and a bit on my late MIL's table cloth. I've been given boxes of magazines by a lady who was given them by someone else who was decluttering. Old issues of Patchwork and Quilting, Australian Country Craft and Folk Art painting among others. I am enjoying going through every one of them, and have put some aside to remove projects that might motivate me in the future,before I ditch them.
I put some of them out on the nature strip when the weather was fine and sunny a few weeks ago, in the hope that people walking their dogs and children might stop and pick out some mags to take, but after a week none had gone, so I brought them back inside and put them in our back yard shed. My husband's cousin is mildly crafty, and has told me to dump them all in her garage after I've finished with them, as she would love to have a look through them too. I hate throwing craft magazines into the recycle bin, as I am positive there are people out there who would love to go through them for inspiration, even if they are old issues. I phoned the local Living and Learning Centre, and the lady I spoke to said that after the lockdown has finished, she thinks one of their rural branches might like the magazines, so we'll see. They will be safe in Cousin's garage until then.
Damn pandemic. I am aware that I am a lot better off than many people. We are retired, live comfortably in our own home with no debt. I'd hate to be unemployed with a mortgage hanging around my neck. Even more so with a young family to support. But it is the feeling of despair, wondering when or if it will ever get better, or even end in my lifetime. Sad old world. I suppose the best thing about it is that while much industry is at a standstill, less traffic on the roads, and less people out and about, the environment is having a chance to clean up - air is clearer, waterways cleaner, wildlife is making the most of having green spaces to itself.
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