Dorothy stood in her seat completely mesmerized by The Freight Hoppers as they played on our train ride today. When the train stopped to allow the engine to switch ends for the return trip, she climbed down and danced in the aisle.
By now, Moira’s housewarming quilt should hand arrived ( along with a few other goodies).
And so here are photos of it. :) I am really pleased with how this one turned out!
In making this current series of quilts (the Housewarming series), I’ve specifically chosen 5″ blocks for each person, but also allowed for some blocks to overlap from quilt to quilt (so Moira, Elspeth and Becka can each expect some duplication in the 5″ blocks). On the back of each quilt are non-matching blocks from the other quilts I’m making. Moira and Elspeth’s quilts both use fabric from a galaxy collection (the black/white star fabric, and the grey moon backing fabric). Becka’s quilt will use some awesome fabric on the back that I lucked into just for her, and most likely white sashing (spacer fabric) on the front instead of the star print. I’m nearly done with the front of Elspeth’s quilt (just one more row of 5″ squares to go!) and have already completed her back. I anticipate quilting them all in the with the same pattern seen here in the third photo. I’m very much enjoying the process of improving my machine quilting, while making usable quilts for the people I love.
I plan a different pattern quilt for Ms. Dorothy to take with her to her new home; hers will be an “I, Spy” quilt using blocks that looks like small polaroid pictures. Each block will have a different thing as the “picture”, allowing her to spend time looking for the dog, or the Tardis, for example. I’ll sash it with a solid color so the polaroid pictures really stand out.
Next up: finishing Elspeth’s quilt, so I can move on to Becka’s!
Marc’s ticket has been bought. Look out, Hawaii.
Next up: Hawaiian shirts, shorts and flip
I finished a quilt last weekend, and used free motion machine quilting in a spiral pattern over the whole top.
The quilt was a gift for a friend’s daughter who entered hospice care recently. Finishing it was an emotional experience (Marc graciously helped me through my meltdown).
The quilt is well appreciated by its new owner.
Oh, dear. It looks like Chupa’s time is up. This morning she foolishly tried to beat me to the bathroom, causing me to trip, land belly first in a pile of longer-than-usual under-the-bed boxes, slide my shoulder into the closet door frame, and finally halt my progress by hitting my head against the closet wall.
At this point I’m crying and laughing and unable to figure out what exactly has happened; this turns to panic when I realie that I’m wedged into the under-the-bed box in such a way that I can’t seem to find the purchase necessary to stand up and extricate myself from this mess. In the meantime, Marc is (seemingly) sleeping peacefully while I wonder aloud “I think I’m in the closet”. Hours (or seconds depending on one’s perspective) later I get enough momentum going to roll over (picture me as a turtle with the under-the-bed box as my shell) so that I’m able finally to get my legs beneath me and stand.
At this point Marc is sitting up in bed saying that he assumed I didn’t need help since I didn’t reply when he asked. I think one of us must have been concussed.
So now I need a recipe for kitty cat stew because Chupa has to pay.
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