This is a picture of a wedding house....we see these pop up around our neighborhood from time to time. We never see the bride or groom, just know there is a wedding taking place from the beautiful lights. From what we understand there are papers signed, the men celebrate in one place the women in another and the groom comes to fetch the bride at midnight. Different from what we're all used to but a marriage none the less and in the night sky these brightly lit homes are so beautiful. We've seen the men with their sticks and drums, singing and dancing in the night air, but we have never seen the women, they are so carefully hidden from view.
I'm working on many projects at the moment. Two quilts, and one afghan with more in my minds eye so I am trying to get my work done and move forward with the things I want to do next.
I spied a gorgeous well organized sewing room on an OPB earlier...oh OPB? Other People's Blogs! It was just so neat, tidy, organized. It looked like maybe a garage that had been redone. This lady was so organized, she labeled every thing so everything was quite literally at her fingertips. Oh how many times have I searched for an hour for some little thing I think I really need and of course have never found it in that hour but found about ten other things I want to fool with? That's me, a professional at puttering and pondering!