new, old, borrowed

this is the fabric. sort of a navy terry cloth, embroidered with a pile of white flowers. you can call this an indulgence. three quarters of a yard of indulgence.

and here is something like six hours of indulgence, cashed in last week before classes started again. one old shirt, three bobbins and then some of borrowed thread (white and beige), lots and lots of straight pins, and here we are.

that library book peeking out is called The Shadow of Reichenbach Falls. I'm going to love that, aren't I? yes. I am. Holmes never disappoints, no matter the slant of his (re)incarnation.

I'd guess there may be as much as one third of a yard of this blue terrycloth left. just what should its destiny be?