Knitting is my number one craft, but lately I’ve been branching out. I’ve discovered that I really love baking and have been making bread and treats. Earlier this week, I rearranged some furniture to facilitate sewing. My sewing machine had a nice little nook in our back room with lots of natural sunlight, but I can’t sew with Leo hanging around and when he’s asleep at night the back room is quite dark. Now my machine is in our dining room, meaning I can easily cut out fabric on the kitchen table and walk right over to the sewing machine. (Even though last night I cut out fabric on the living room floor so I could watch NBC.)
Holly recently exposed me to Among Friends Quilt Shop, and I knew within a minute of walking through the door that I would sign up for a quilting class. When it comes to knitting, I have no fear: I’ll try anything with yarn. Sewing is more scary. I think it’s the precision that worries me. With knitting you can say “That’ll block out,” or “Wool is stretchy; it’s okay if my sweater is a little small.” Not so with sewing.