Go Bears!

Chicago is deeply entrenched in Bears-y football fever. I'm not a big football fan, but I'm excited for the city. Plus the young guy who sits next to me at work is from Milwaukee and is therefore a huge Packers fan and it's fun to talk about the Bears and yank his chain.


But little felt christmas ornament bears is really the closest I've gotten to the fever.

Is It Weird to Love Felt So Much?

Is anyone in the same boat as me? I think it's similar to the love of sequins still in containers waiting to be sewn on? Or maybe like loving rows of embroidery floss all lined up together in rainbows? Or maybe like coveting shelves of jewel-toned high cotton fiber content papers?

It's the future promise of beautiful things. . . the potential of the things and your creativity making something marvelous, if given time.

I've started working on a project that takes both into consideration. . . my guess is that the final products will be Christmas ornaments, but for now, it's just the fun of laying woolen colors against one another.