Blog-free Kim came over last night to lend a hand with blocking the wedding shawl. I had soaked it in some Celebrations Soak, then in went the wires. It wasn't long before we agreed that pinning it on a sheet over a quilt on the hardwood floor was not going to work. It needed the bed, so this morning, the bed it got. I suspect I could block this to be even longer and wider, but my fear of snapping a thread is greater than my desire to block more vigorously. Want some pictures?
Here she is, all stretched out on the bed. There are some wobbly uneven bits, but see what I wrote above about fear of snapping. Here's a close up. Don't you love the way the color undulates? That Scout outdid herself.
I've got a jam-packed day, starting with a cut and color with Peter, followed by a bridal luncheon my sister is throwing me at one of my favorite restuarants, then waxing, nails, favor-making, and final house clean up. After the honeymoon I have posts to write about unexpected generosity. There's a lot of it around, you know, and I was the recipient of some this morning. Thanks, Erin.
I'll try to pop online to post a wedding picture tomorrow; if not then, I'll be back on Monday.
Keep those good weather thoughts focussed on Granby, will you? Doesn't look hopeful for a garden wedding, but, as so many of you noted recently, the most important thing is that Neal and I will be married...doesn't matter where, right?