My mom found this darling little sewing basket at a garage sale earlier this summer. She had it sitting out in her dining room and when I told her how much I liked it, she told me that she had bought it for me. She didn't want to offer it to me without hearing my opinion of it because she didn't want me to feel obligated to take it if I didn't like it, so she was happy when I pointed it out and could pass it along. I'm excited to add another container to my collection.
And a new sewing basket means that I've got to find something to put in it, right? What better than the beginnings of a new hobby? I signed up for a needle felting class at a local yarn store and found out about a woman in my area that is a merino wool roving wholesaler, so I am all stocked up with felting needles, roving and a sponge for felting. Now I just have to wait until October 1 to start my class.
