And the winner is…

This is probably the closest I’ve ever come to buying myself a Christmas present. It’s mainly the timing of the purchase that makes it so, therefore I can absolve myself of the feelings of guilt that go with spending money on oneself in December. Meet my Pfaff 2027. Purchased from Joan MacNeill in Springdale, who…

Test-driving

My husband (a man of great learning, wit and possessed of an appreciation for good tools) thinks that “Pfaff” sounds like the German onomatopoeia for a sneeze. This has somehow stuck in my mind and I kept having to refrain from saying “bless you” around the dealer whenever she used the P-word. Thanks, dear. I…

The search for a second machine

I’ve written about my tribulations with my Bernina. Suffice it to say that they are ongoing, but this time it is the repair person and not the machine with which I have certain issues. The machine was improperly fixed and is now worse than it was when I first had problems. It is soon to…

New toy

Much of my smaller work involves cutting squares, rectangles and strips of fabric, some of which is attached to stabiliser and some of which is not. I also produce my own tags, business cards and custom-fold and trim my brochures. Doing those things by hand, with a rotary cutter and straight edge is not difficult,…

Participant in my own hanging

We started hanging the show today. Overall, it went quite well. We spent a couple of hours moving things around and then the patterns formed and the pieces coalesced into a show. I frankly didn’t expect it to happen that quickly and was rather surprised at how well everything merged, especially since Laurie and I…