I Don't Know...

I confess there are times when I wonder if I've gone over the top. Those moments you look at yourself and what you are doing, and say "How on earth did I get here, and how off the charts is this?" I arrived at that point two afternoons ago when I found myself ironing feathers. Does that sound ridiculous? There was a good reason, but for heaven's sake, who would think they would end up ironing feathers. Who even knew feathers could be ironed?

I found this cute little pattern for lavender sachets. The picture showed them trimmed with marabou. Marabou is that fluffy stuff that they use on the edges of fancy lingerie, satin slippers, and of course, your classic feather boa. Ha! I found out that they are nothing more than turkey feathers! But, I digress.

I found a cheapie boa in the dollar store, and thought for a buck, I could experiment. Seems the ends of the feathers are rolled into strands of string, and then wrapped with thread that keeps it all together. I cut it apart, and found that the feathers could be used, but they were all crinkled up from being wrapped. So, like any good crafter, I experiment.

The quill is almost like a natural plastic, and goes nicely back into shape when flattened with an iron. I have one of those tiny triangle irons, and it was perfect. The steam from the big iron actually revived the fluffy part of the feathers. Well--whatever works! I didn't think hot glue would be a good thing, so I attached my little feather pieces with Fabri-tac, which sets up very quickly. I think they came out pretty cute. Now we'll see if anyone at the church fair wants to take them home...