That is how many days there are between me and the deadline for the 2015 North Carolina State Fair. Thirteen days and I don’t know how many granny squares.

When I was a child a span of time just one day shy of two weeks seemed interminably long. Now that same span of time, viewed through my middle-aged eyes, seems impossibly short. Instead of wondering how I will ever get through the time in front of me, I wonder how I can possibly get everything done between now and then.

I still have a few more pieces to make, but most of the work left to be done is surface detailing and assembling and weaving in of ends.

So while I did manage to make nine more two-round squares:

Most of my time was spent piecing what I now think of as the “piano panel,” and I was delighted to have made what felt (and feels) like substantive progress:

And now, since there is so little time left between me and my deadline, I had better use what there is as fully as I can.

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