An Oldie

This is my oldest WIP! Yahoo! Done! And I still like it!

This is my litany of excuses. When I first moved down to North Vancouver I took a quilting class on Diamonds. I had the sewing machine but no stash or anything. My ruler did not have the angle required, it was mismarked. and rather than buy a new ruler (who knew that 15 years later I would have dozens of rules), I choose to borrow one off and on. This does not work!

Also I made it a queen size rather than the throw suggested. Well that is daunting. Really I need quick finishes. I worked on this off and on for a couple of years. More off than on. The women I took the class with finished 4 quilts and said she would finish mine. Why did I not take her up on it?

I did find the binding in my stash. If I bought some at the time I do not know where it went. I feel like I bought enough stripe to also be the binding, but I cannot even find the box of leftovers. I had it in my hand and then pouf, gone.

This was the last quilt I started/worked on until my granddaughter came along 6 years ago. Something about little babies! I had to make her a quilt.  And I am so glad I did. It has been my solace, my rock, my constant place, and a huge joy.

And when I watch TV I do not feel guilty because I am also quilting!!!

Not sure I can count this as out of my stash. But I can definitely count it as off my WIP pile!!!!

In the garden

Today I went from this....

To this! Dilly Beans! They are a family favourite!

Baby Quilt 7

Just found out about this new little guy when I saw the announcement photos. He is already over a month old.

They are living in Edmonton so wanted to do something coastal. Not sure we have any pirates but sea life we do have.

The last time I made this quilt I was doing random. Way too much thinking when it came time to lay it out as I don't like the same fabric next to each other and it is quite a bit of moving and rearranging to get a pleasing layout. This time I went with the same nine square layout. No thinking or planning. Love how I could sit and sew and not think. Sometimes these are my favourite sewing meditations.

Winging its way to Oscar.