Showing posts with label thread. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thread. Show all posts

Monday, September 5, 2022

Measured In Miles


Day 327: Let's do the math. There are 1760 yards in a mile (1093 yards in a kilometer), and there are 400 yards per spool of thread. I've used almost all of the first dozen I bought late this spring, so that means I've gone through roughly 12 x 400 = 4800 yards (2.7 miles/4.3 Km) in sewing and hand-quilting over the last six months alone. Since I seem to be showing no signs of winding down from this present obsession, I bought twelve more spools. That, dear readers, is a whopping lot of thread.

Many long years ago, my husband gave me a Christmas gift of stunning proportion. He had gone down the thread aisle at Joann Fabric, and gathered up a 150-yard spool of almost every colour (even a range of pinks). The box was enormous! I went through the blues and greens rather quickly and had to supplement them with further purchases and (although it shames me to admit it) I gave away most of the pinks, but even today when I pull open the thread drawer, I see a few of those original spools still waiting to match up with a project. At times like this, I wonder just how many miles I've stitched by machine and by hand. It must be over a hundred. And to think that I know people who have only a few dusty spools in their sewing baskets, people who have never sewn a hundred yards, let alone a hundred miles.

Friday, April 27, 2018

Warp Speed!



Day 196: I'm getting close to the end of my table-runner project, and the question of "What's next?" is hop-scotching through my brain. I've had several ideas, but haven't settled on one yet. I'm thinking ahead with an eye to putting something in the Washington State Fair this year (definitely a table runner in the Weaving category, and certainly a piece of bobbin lace), but of course this depends on being able to complete it in time to submit. As much as I'd like to get started on a piece of summer-and-winter or overshot, both are time-consuming weaves and probably better left for the long hours of winter. Ah, so many colours and so little time! What will it be?