Cutting out

I have had a a hard mothering week. Short version: Little M shut her thumb in the back door on Sunday, A&E at two hospitals, open thumb fracture, flipped thumb nail etc. Culminating in surgery yesterday to make a template of her thumb nail and... reinsert it into the nail bed. It is indeed as gory as it sounds. So crafting has been low on the agenda. I was actually grateful to go to work on Tuesday to eat my dinner uninterrupted and have a wee on my own!

Annywayyy....I still have posts written from last week when we got back from holiday so I am tripping those out this week. Hence girls playing in dollhouses without injury to themselves on Wednesday!

Crafting News from last week:I bought a Clover quilting template set on holiday. I was in a dinky haberdashery in Louth and I didn't want to purchase anymore fabric, although it was all fabulous, my mind thought of the patchwork box that was already overflowing at home.

I started cutting out... I did't know what it was going to be. I like that feeling, the absolute randomness of just starting something with no outcome, it is so liberating to me and my creative brain.

I tipped out the scraps box:

Set up under the lamp with a cuppa:

Then got cutting from the tiniest pieces:

Finally, I put all the pretty little slivers in the bin:

So satisfying. 

I made 8 sets of 8 diamonds and 8 sets of 8 triangles.

I also filled a jar with the smallest triangles and squares. 

I wonder where it will all lead to? 

What it will be? and how long it will take?

Thanks for stopping by and especially for all your dollhouse memories, they made me smile after an exhausting day at the hospital.

Jo xxx