After the last fairly shapeless linen sheath I made, I went to back to the fabric store to pick up another piece of linen. I did but then I walked past the wools. The nice wools. The wools that were actually cashmeres. The wools that were all in the tones that I wished the linens were in. And then I got carried away.
I actually have two done. One cut out that Koda Bear helped with. And one more piece of wool and the piece of linen waiting. I have a tendency to wander around in these just like the A-line dresses I make. The wool is incredibly light and I am cool. What more can you ask for in Houston? I am also not wearing black.
But I do say that having a treadle sewing machine is nice when the storms blow through. I do not have to worry about power.
My Beloved also asked what I was doing with the scraps. Because even if you get the yardage pretty close there are scraps. I am making nine squares and there will be cashmere in quilts. The squares are so pretty!