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Next Year

I have been thinking long and hard about things I might do for my annual calendar project next year. While I have really enjoyed crocheting my daily mood blanket, which has made me more mindful of my emotions, I think one blanket is enough for someone who lives in a humid subtropical area. In 2023 I did my calendar scroll embroidery project, but my arthritis has gotten a lot worse, and I think my days of hand stitching anything are just about over now.

I finally got my inspiration from 14carrot, one of my favorite sellers on Etsy, who makes these wonderful mini quilts out of old quilt pieces, bits of lace and embroidery as tags.

I love her work, which always inspires me, and made me consider making my own mini quilts. Small, less ambitious daily projects are more my speed now, and if I can't hand sew I can always use my sewing machine. I might also draw or paint on my daily tags.

Unless something more appealing comes to me before January 1st, I think this will be my calendar project: one mini quilt per day (I also need to test and see if I can make one tag in an evening, but I'm pretty sure I can.) At the end of 2025 I might join them all together to make a wall hanging, or find a big enough box to store them like my scroll.

This is one I made a while back, which is about 4-1/2" X 6-1/2", and the coverlet for the little cat is actually a pocket. That's the kind of thing I can do in a day, and would be a lot of fun.

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