When schools closed back in March due to the Coronavirus, there were several posts on FB that hospitals, paramedics and frontline workers needed masks. I decided I had plenty of time and fabric on my hands sew, I started sewing some. I also added what I now refer to as, my mask series, several blog pages documenting the coronavirus in Maine and my contribution to the cause.
In the first post, “The Masks,” I used this picture above of my spool of thread and wrote, ‘if I use all this thread we are in bigger trouble than anyone thought.’
Nearly a month later.
Had a little snow, perfect time to sew.
Another week passed.
Four days later.
The next day.
Later that morning.
And that afternoon. Is that dust on my machine?!! A little sneak peak at my dust collection!! Maybe you can see the stack of masks in the background ready for ties.
The next day.
Almost.
Hanging on by a thread.
What color is next? Red or black?
Approximately 520 masks later. I did some ‘goes-intas’ and it was about eighty-seven yards of fabric and this yellow spool of thread for 520 masks!! Before starting the masks, if you had told me that I had over a hundred yards of fabric in my stash, I wouldn’t have believed it. Some here, another bunch there, this color in that spot and different colors in the other room. I still don’t quite believe it. I’ve done the math several times and it always comes out the same. I guess my fabric stash was bigger than I thought. I saw a meme on FB that said, ‘I’m not hoarding fabric, I’m planning for a pandemic.’ I’m glad I was prepared.
Exodus 39:3 Then they hammered out gold sheets and cut them into threads to be woven in with the blue and the purple and the scarlet material, and the fine linen, the work of a skillful workman.
Another bundle of masks bagged and ready for delivery. I laid hands on them, said a prayer for the folks receiving them and headed out to drop them off.
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