Necessity, the Mother of Invention

The table next to our television-watching chairs is ridiculously small, especially if I’m trying to do handwork.  After putting up with my glasses, scissors and thread being knocked off and buried as well as having no place to put my thread clippings, it finally dawned on me that I had the solution right in my desk drawer.  I wouldn’t recommend this for fine wood furniture, but it certainly doesn’t bother me to use it on a glass top that already has scratches.

I also use binder clips to reduce drag from my iron’s cord.

There’s a new house in the neighborhood and soon a new family.  My mother called these birds mud hens though I know that’s not their real name.  I won’t disturb the nest now, but I do wish she had not chosen our front porch for her home.