Or better yet, procrastination.
Pruin's quilt isn't bound, yet. I haven't found the right fabric. The bit I bought from the local shop isn't speaking to me. It's just not quite right.
But, this quilt has to be done. We are only a few weeks away now and I need to have something ready for the baby. This weekend is a big push to clean and prepare the house for our new arrival. This quilt is meant to be a wall-hanging in our bedroom to help mark out Pruin's corner for the next few months. I need to get cracking.
To that end, I'm off to Liberty today. I'm a bit intimidated by the grand shop. I just want some simple fabric for a quilt binding (and maybe some storage bins), but rumour has it they have a lovely tea room. To take the edge off I'm meeting another pregnant friend for tea and cake.
As I see it, this outing could go one of two ways; I either fall in love and buy way to many fabrics and my role as the 'recycler' on this blog becomes rocky or I run screaming from the place overwhelmed by floral prints and vow to never return.
Stay tuned.
**photo of Liberty shamelessly pulled from here
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