I was reunited with my sewing machine over the weekend. We had been separated for almost two months, and I was only mildly aware how much its absence had an impact on my creativity and mood. So on Saturday, instead of doing what I was supposed to do (packing. again) I spent the day sewing. The first thing I made was a couple of drawstring bags. I used a remnant of a pillowcase that was modified, and lined it with some pretty cotton fabric. L. immediately snatched the first one, to keep cables and “other bass stuff” in it.
The way I see it, one can never have enough of those little bags, so perfect for storing all kinds of treasures!