It was actually cool on the ears this morning. I did have to take a walk to the far east of the acre to check on the Holly Hocks. Of course all the cats have to traipse along, as if they have never ventured that far before.
I am never too old to learn . . . and learn I did in my sewing studio this afternoon. I was doing an embroidery pattern from one I downloaded off of a website. I knew I could plug the flash drive into the sewing machine and leave it there for the duration. For some reason, after the pattern registered on the display screen, I pulled the flash drive from the sewing machine and continued on. I had relied on the pattern to be a “saved project” within the machine. As the last of the three colors out of the 14 were to stitch, the sewing machine went into the mode as it does when it has finished. But, it had not. The project was too large to be totally saved within the memory of the machine and it needed to have been stitched from the actual flash drive. With the more than a hundred stitching options loaded into the machine from the factory, I should have known better. Got it!
As the sewing machine was doing the embroidery project, I knew I had to work on a pieced quilting project. The muddy gray blue I had used as a border had to come off. It was so not a good thing. After realizing the seam rippers I was trying to make work were not worth the angst, I went into the box of goodies that came with my Bernina. Yes, over years of using seam rippers, they become dull. The new one went through the stitches as if they were melted butter.
At the end of the day, I came out of the sewing studio with an embroidered project done to perfection and the pieced quilt top is ready for some bright borders to be attached. The timing was excellent. Dennis had tried out a new pasta using a new variety of the Classico sauces. The day was a win win on both levels of the home. I think I came out the winner enjoying a catered supper.