The dress. All the trace basting--marking of seam lines and other features--is done. Now I'm hand-basting the dress together for a fitting in DC next weekend.
At that time, I'll make up my mind about any fitting tweaks needed (and I have an idea that one thing in particular may be needed). Then I'll come home and have a nice frenzied few weeks to actually sew the dress together. Eek!
Here's hoping the basted dress fits as well as the muslin did--that was pretty close to perfect. But the charmeuse has such a different hand and texture--there may be some surprises. Let's just hope the surprises are not too big.
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Birdland--that's us. This year, our yard has been taken over by wild turkeys. Four toms spend most days ambling and bobbing their way from one side of the yard to the other. Then, on some turkey-signal, they run in unison to our corn feeder. Quite the comical sight.
Here they've discovered that there are good eats to be had on the ground underneath the seed feeders hanging from our eaves. They've even taken time to tap on the windows. Lucy takes a dim view of all of this and stays on the alert.
Most evenings, the hens and a parade of nearly a dozen chicks join join in the fun, but the mamas keep the babies well away from the house, pretty much out of camera range.
