One day past my due date and my doctor has mercifully put me on bed rest. So, I’ve surrounded myself with a stockpile of wool, determined to make the day useful. While most mothers-to-be in my position would probably spend their time producing miniature hats and booties, I’ve been spending my day making… pincushions. Pincushions with a subtle nod to snow and the winter season since it finally got cold here in Virginia.
Perhaps it’s their rounded shape and overstuffed appearance I can identify with?