Boogie night

It’s one of those nights. We stayed up so late that it is already the next day.

That’s only midnight, but when you realize you’re still working in your studio while every one else you know is either watching late night, getting ready for or already in bed.

I must have been drawing on the energy of my younger self to stay up late piecing this quilt. But its done and ready to mount on my Babylock Coronet, my “baby longarm.”

This is one of the best parts — when I queue up my favorite playlists and begin to quilt, swaying to the music.