So here are the five bears I've made for the church bazaar. Forgive the background clutter--it's all the ladies at the Monday evening crafts and arts group. We've been unable to name this group--somebody suggested "The Busy Bees," but I just insisted that I'm no insect, and I don't come to be "busy." Patrick always called it the Coven, but that's not an official name. I think the bears turned out well, quirky but not too far out to sell. What's fun about making these is that each one is just a bag of fiberfill until you put the eyes, nose and mouth on, at which point they suddenly develop personality. I have a couple more cut out; finishing will depend on time available.
I promised a photo from the trip to Tampa. This one was sent by my brother in law, and it expresses pretty clearly how we spent our time on the Gulf. Just relaxing and enjoying the sea and sky. Most vacations aren't like that--we fill them with things to do and places to see. But this was about being, not doing. It was lovely.
Bobbe Shapiro Nolan, Fiber Artist in Eagle Lake, TX. Trying to learn to call the sewing room my studio, and myself an artist. I retired after 15 years in hospice nursing--so now I have the time!.