So, I'm just starting to come up for air after keeping my head buried in paperwork, usual chores and helping out my ailing parents.  But, time for me.  I came here to get my mind and spirit to another place.  I came here for inspiration and creating.  Often for myself, when life gets a bit overwhelming my first instinct is to find something that makes me happy and peaceful.  Usually that goes hand in hand with using my hands to create something.   Last week one of my very dear friends and I embarked upon another fun creative class together.  We are in the mist of making a mail sack - a sewing project that from the start has been great.   A few weeks before the class I had to pick up my supplies.. i.e. fabric thread, zipper.  The usual stuff.  So, I headed down to the garment district and got lost in one of the many textile stores down there.  Never mind it was pouring rain, I was having a great time taking the long rolls of fabric and laying them out all around me.  I was trying to match the colors and decide where each different material should be.   My eye landed upon a lovely roll of what looked like vintage fabric.  It reminded me of something from my past, or something of a dream.   Flowers on a mustard brown background.   That's what got me started.