Three little kittens

 I confess that I have more cats than I know what to do with.  I feed them throughout the winter and provide them protective housing.  And they've multiplied. 

I've got 10 scheduled for spay/neuter in August, I've taken in 2 of them (in addition to Mrs. Bobbins who was destined to be a quilting cat).  I've found homes for 1 of the kittens.  So now I have 3 kittens living with me and I love all 3 of them fiercely.  3 different personalities. It does my heart good to watch them play with their cat tree and with each other.  But there are others who I am trying to keep safe until they are able to get 'fixed'.  My hope is to find homes for all of the sweet little kittens, a few not socialized at all.  I'm fine with caring with the mama and daddy cats because I'm getting them fixed so not to reproduce.  But those kittens.  They will be vaccinated and cared for before hopefully going to their fur=ever home.  But I understand perfectly that they may live out the rest of their days with me.  And I'm ok with that.

Mrs. Bobbins and Tipper

It's no secret that I madly love my little chihuahua and my cat - Tipper and Mrs. Bobbins. I love them beyond reason.  They are the lights of my life (in addition to several humans).  Because I work with the public,  I'm often  reminded of why I prefer the company of an old dog and a cantankerous cat to that of humans.  But I am really trying to be a little more social but honestly, it is just so difficult!  I find it much more relaxing spending time in my sewing room with gorgeous fabric, my sewing machine and more ideas than I could ever bring to fruition! 

It is a good time when I can spend an afternoon sewing or reading in the company of beings that require no interaction whatsoever.  Maybe it's because I spend my week talking to people non-stop.  I don't know.  I could say that it is because with Tipper and Mrs. Bobbins, I'm not judged.  But that would be a lie - anyone who has been owned by a cat knows that they are constantly being judged!

 I've been feeling out of sorts for quite a while and I think it is because I haven't written anything in a long time.  I feel as if I have no words.  But I have pictures which will suffice until I find a few more words.

Statutes of Limitation

First of all, I'm not entirely sure that is the proper phrase - statutes of limitation.  But I was wondering, as I finished up a wallhanging that I started a very long time ago.  I began a patriotic wallhanging, a door hanging actually, decades ago.  All that remained to be completed was squaring it up and sewing the binding.  It is not one of my better pieces of work. The fabric was atrocious having mixed homespuns with quilting cotton, using directional prints inappropriately.  The points in the Ohio star didn't even come within waving distance.  It was a mess.  It was also one of the first things I ever made. I was young, didn't have a lot of experience, was trying out different techniques, a different pattern, and different fabrics.  It probably wasn't worth finishing/  It will look very nice on my front door - the mistakes will be nearly invisible when looking at the door hanging as a whole.  I supposed I could pick it apart and agonize over the wrong choices I made when constructing it but instead, I think I will just enjoy its beauty, imperfections and all.

That doorhanging kind of reminds me of people.  Lots of people make mistakes - some big and some small. Many mistakes are made when they are young, especially when they are teenagers. But like the doorhanging which developed into a beautiful decoration to enjoy, people tend to overcome some of their less stellar moments and actually evolve into beautiful human beings.  It is no fun to be reminded of the mistakes along the way. It's frustrating to try and try and be a positive force in the world only to be reminded of times when you weren't your best, when you were trying to fit in, trying to have friends with the only group of people who were willing to be your friends.

So what is the statute of limitations on a creation? I've forgiven myself for the blunders I made on that first project from years ago. Instead, I will enjoy the colors and the sentiments of its whole.