Stash Happens

I had no intention of acquiring rug hooking stash. But as we all know . . . stash happens.

My rug hooking class has been moving right along. The first week, we started our projects. The second week, we learned about color theory. And this past week, we learned how to dye. We learned how to over dye. We learned how to spot dye. And we learned how to dip dye. Much to my surprise, we all got to keep the pieces we dip dyed. So now we all have stash! Smart instructor. Very smart instructor.

Of course, I've been thinking about my "next" rug hooking project, but I'm not planning on starting anything until this current project is complete.

We have one more class on finishing. We all started out with the goal of having our various projects (all the same size) complete for the last class. I don't see that happening for me.

I'm pleased with the progress I'm making, but hooking certainly takes more time than I would have expected. Plus, I'm fighting to keep my blocks square, so that has been a bit of a challenge. Still, I'm enjoying the process; loved the dye class, and I will start another project. Speaking of which . . .

This one found its way to me yesterday. Honestly! We spent several hours yesterday morning photographing the old state capitol in Frankfort. After lunch, we walked down to the Kentucky History Museum, and I made my first stop the gift shop. I picked up a few things and paid for my purchase. I asked the clerk about several cross stitch samplers that were on display, and we started talking about traditional crafts. She told me they had one rug hooking kit and asked if I had seen it. I had not, so she took me to a back corner of the shop, and there, underneath a table, in the darkest corner of the store was a bag. And the last kit. On sale. Say no more. Please meet my next project.