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Hellaciously windy and wet this morning while walking to work. Umbrella plastered against my head and shoulders, trousers collecting far too much rain. Then an hour later the clouds were gone and the sky was a beautiful blue. Why could this not have happened an hour earlier?
Yes, yes, I know. That's how it always happens.
Sewed a very basic quilt top this evening after work and before supper. That's the easy and fun bit of the job. The actual quilting and binding is much less fun. This is why quilters often have spare quilt tops lying around waiting to be finished.
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No evil monster's lair in the mountains is complete without a stone tablet announcing the cave's name.
-- from Things I Learned From Reading Journey To The West, http://lnhammer.livejournal.com/113341.html
Yes, yes, I know. That's how it always happens.
Sewed a very basic quilt top this evening after work and before supper. That's the easy and fun bit of the job. The actual quilting and binding is much less fun. This is why quilters often have spare quilt tops lying around waiting to be finished.
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No evil monster's lair in the mountains is complete without a stone tablet announcing the cave's name.
-- from Things I Learned From Reading Journey To The West, http://lnhammer.livejournal.com/113341.html
