The FOs are piling up like cord wood around here. Here's a jacket that's been underway, oh, about a year. What was the pattern? I can't remember any more. Simplicity or Butterick? It's hung in a closet needing only hems and buttons for so long that the pattern and everything else about it has long ago been filed away.
The incentive to finish was the extremely lame Spirit Week ongoing at the library. I refuse to wear a Hawaiian shirt or a funny hat to work, but by golly, I had a bark cloth cowboy-print jacket to wear for Cowboy Day.
I have a feeling that I may slightly resemble Scarlett O'Hara wearing the drapes, but that's just too bad.
They're carved wood half-barrel shapes. I found them several years back at a Long Grove, Illinois shop selling crafts from the Baltic Countries
OK, this brings us to the beginning of November and I've signed on to NaBloPoMo. I'm really going to try to post every day in the coming month. Of course most of it will be drivel, but that's what most people have come to expect from me, I'm sure.
Anyway, we'll see how long I last.