Here are two projects that definitely came from the "long-term" files, aka, "hey, you ever going to finish that?" First, fauna: Kathy's adorable Sheldon reminded me that I finally gifted mine to my father-in-law, packed in a cardboard box punched with air holes. For versimilitude, y'know. Amazingly, he seemed genuinely delighted to be the recipient of a knitted stuffed animal. But then, the man really, really likes turtles--he has two or three enormous, ancient creatures in his basement who he tends as lovingly as one would...well, something snugglier, with fur and/or opinions. Turtles probably do have opinions, but I don't think they care to share them.
Anyway, here's my Sheldon! Originally this was going to be a birthday present, back in July, but I got bogged down somewhere around assembly time. I just don't like to stuff things, for some reason. Which is unfortunate, as I now have an enormous bag of Polyfil taking up some primo storage space. And in my distaste for stuffing--or perhaps in bid to use it up faster--I overfilled the critter, so his Shel doesn't don very easily. It's OK. My father in law can live without the dress-up aspect.
The flora project has an even longer track record. I bought some Amy Butler fabric from Purl Patchwork to make curtains...eh, over a year ago? Then I got bogged down by the challenge of buying the appropriate hardware--I kept telling myself that this is New York, there's probably some funky little store that sells nothing but drapery hooks, but said emporium never materialized and it took me months to get off my dreaming arse and just order off the internet. Oh, and there was a trip to Lowes involved--you see how these things can get ugly. Once I finally got everything assembled, though, they came together in just a day of vacation. I used some instructions from an old issue of Living, which I realized midway throght involved several more steps than strictly necessary--oddly, sometimes the simplest way to explain something is not always the simplest way to do it.
What else can I tell you about these? Using my walking foot attachment was a must. They block an awful lot of light--more than I would like now, but it will doubtless be a good thing come summer. Hank and Minny like to screw with the cords. Should have seen that one coming!
And finally, neither flora nor fauna, just plain cute: behold, young Master B. in his Pushover Pullover! What did I tell you about those eyes? They're even bluer in real life. His dad tells me that this sweater makes him irresistible cafe chick bait, but I doubt he needs any props.