I really like cutting pretty fabric up into little pieces and then sewing it back together, but sometimes you just have to leave well enough alone. So these lovely little pieces of fabric just got washed, hemmed and drying-looped. Now they're stuck in the shop, until I run out of clean ones...
Estee, you don't read blogs, right? Because this isn't in the mail quite yet and I wanted it to be a surprise.
My friend that I grew up skiing with married another friend that I grew up skiing with and they reproduced and their offspring will most certainly end up skiing, hopefully with my offspring, and so my offering thoughtfully blends fond memories of the past with bright hopes for the futrue. Sadly, nobody I have showed this to can tell that those blocks in the middle are supposed to be SKI BOOTS. (kind of like how nobody probably realized that whole bit about fond memories and bright hopes was tongue in cheek, please tell me you don't think I'd REALLY talk like that...)
I just have to mention the serendipitous process of binding this quilt: I do a lot of my bindings by machine these days but I wanted to do this one by hand and so I spent the morning on my lovely new red bench (thanks Allison!) alternately watching Henry draw with chalk and drown bugs, putting together a superhero puzzle and binding a quilt. Aaahhhh.
I took a small hiatus from my etsy shops (to be continued?) and made some little goodies for people I know and love. That can be scary because when I am creating without intent to sell I sometimes get a little crazy with my combos. This little number is for my cousin Heather's first baby.
Eww, nasty picture of the back, I know, but it was so cute when it wasn't blurry.
It's only fitting that my first post should be my grandmother's flower garden since it's entirely possible that the finished product will be my last post. It's something of a life long project. What you see here is 5 years worth.
It has now graduated from placemat size to potential baby quilt size, measuring in at 42" square were I to sew it together as is. I've always said this is to be my daughter's quilt and so, as soon as she makes her appearance I will begin actual assembly. If she doesn't appear, I will be buried with a king size grandmother's flower garden.