There is just nothing like doing tiny quilting when it’s this hot. Doesn’t get more traditional than that, at least not according to my tradition.
How hot is it?
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Days like this are why I like my quilt frame. Nothing on my lap, and with a fan blowing I can quilt in relative comfort until the sun comes through the sewing room window.
Well my table holds most if it so not too bad. I’m there with you on the fan though. I think it’s about time for an AC’d dinner break though.