Yes, some people call it relaxing…mindless…therapeutic. I think it’s pure torture, punishment for all my past transgressions. What is it? Sewing strips together. Lots and lots of leftover binding strips. Just to use up all those scraps. Miles and miles of strip sewing. It didn’t seem like it would be that much when I started.
This is what I had paired up after sewing f.o.r.e.v.e.r….
And it was pretty ugly. I don’t like light colored binding, so it was all dark and gloomy. And I didn’t use any of the blacks!
I decided to make lime green be my ‘color glue’ and cut up strips of that. The two green fabrics that I used have found homes in many other pieces around here. It was time for them to make the big sacrifice and get used up!
That gave me more tortuous miles of straight strip sewing to do. And at the end of the green, I still have a huge pile of dark and green gloomy strips.
It was all I could do to press them. My husband told me (under his breath!) to trash it. I am definitely tempted.
I’m walking away for now and I’ll look at it with fresh eyes tomorrow. Something may become of this and it’s an equal possibility that the trash will get a big lunch! We’ll see.