Yesterday, my seam ripper went missing. My beloved 29 year old seam ripper. Yes, you read that correct. The one that I
stole borrowed in junior high home ec class. I loved it. When I couldn't find it anywhere in my studio, I kind of panicked. Loss of family feeling or something. I couldn't continue my quilting, I was at a standstill. This is where the malpractice comes in....
#1 - always have a backup seam ripper.
#2 - antique seam rippers are for display only, not for daily use
I decided I needed to buy not one, but two new seam rippers. My husband told me that he was shocked...and proud of me to be spending money on a redundant item. (two of the same thing?)
I bought these two seam rippers...the white one was 5.00 and the blue fancy one was 12.00. The cheaper one is by far my favourite, there are just little nuances that feel right, and it just hooks the stitch a little easier. The blue one has an eraser type end to it to rub the stitch threads away. It's okay...and will be a good backup.
Well, both will be good backups, because LOOK WHAT I FOUND after I drove 30km to my nearest quilt shop!!!???
Naughty dog. He won't chew anything up, but he will come up and show me what he found - and he dangles it from his lips....
Back to work!
Here are some photos from our recent weekend drive down to Montana....we took the 'Cowboy Trail' from Alberta through the Rockies, and then down to Whitefish, Montana. Stunning stunning scenery: