A little progress was made in the sewing--er, uh, quilting studio this morning. I picked up and put away--enough that I could at least run the vacuum and have surfaces to work on. And I didn't even need my shovel. I am feeling a strong urge to move things out and relegate them to the basement. Things that only get used occasionally or looked at once in a blue moon. 'Course the bad thing about that is, "Outta sight, outta mind." But then I could free up shelves to put my fabric stash out in the open instead of in boxes. I could actually tell what I have available! I made block number twelve for the lucky auction quilt. I think I'll call this quilt Lee's Surrender. The lady who made the first 11 blocks is named Lee and also my husband, who is the designatee, is a history buff. He especially loves Civil War history so that title should suit him and I do feel a need to pay homage to the lady who started this whole thing. Next I worked on this little bear quilt. A very dear young couple has a new baby boy named Porter. He arrived about a week and a half early--so this quilt needs to get bumped to the top of the list. I need to go through my stash this afternoon and pull out limes, reds, and blues and see if anything will work for surrounding blocks. His big sister, Amelia, will need something too. Off to the "quilting studio."