Ladybugs ... or what I call them Ladybirds, though when one gives the matter some thought, of course they are bugs. But ... bugs? Mmm, conjures up images of creepie crawlies doesn't it? And I am not a particular fan of creepie crawlies.
"Ladybird, ladybird, fly away home, your house in on fire and your children alone" is a ditty we chanted as children. I wonder if children of today's oh so modern age know such ditties.
Over the last few days I have sewn the top of a post and rail, or is it just post, quilt top, completed a huge cushion to match, and feeling rather pleased with my calm temperment [meaning everything went well] decided to have a slight change of tempo. The sandwiching of the quilt, actually quilting it for it is larger than I have ever attempted before, and sewing on the binding is best left for another day.
The washing was on the line [must get it in shortly before the damp night air descends], and I felt like making another dishcloth; this time from a pattern that incorporates a ladybug. Not having red cotton ~ I use a cotton/bamboo thread ~ I opted for pink ... a paler shade of red!
A little over two hours later I had it finished. Another item for the gift box!